Her eyes... It was definitely her eyes. Reluctantly, she tried to put away her jealous feelings and got out of the shower to get dressed and go text R...an back, knowing she would probably regret it later. N: Wishing you were here, and you? She bit her lip as she waited for his reply, sitting on her bed with a towel wrapped around her. She was surprised when she received a text back so quickly.R: Why do you wish I was there? N: I miss you...R: What do you miss?N: You know what...R: Tell me. They see the good side in me, a person, who's always listening to their problems and tries to help them out or making them laugh.I even got more male friends than female friends. With these friends I also don't have sex and they're still there for me, see me as their sister and take care that nothing bad happens to me. Some of you might think they're just nice to me so they can get in bed with me, and maybe that's even true for some of them. But even though I am a slut, I don't just go onto bed. Laura was back in the front seat now.We continued south on US 189 to where county road 372 joined it. After turning on to 372, we soon passed the town of Fontenelle. The roads here were in much better condition than the unpaved road from the cabin that we had been on, and we soon reached the intersection of 372 and Interstate 80. The Sisters had changed seats again along the way. Lesia was back in the front seat now.We reached Rock Springs shortly after that. It was a bit after 4:00 in the. We ate together and at night, we'd talk and drink until late. The holiday was great. I was having fun and I got to spend a lot of time with Tara, she was so sexy. I found myself looking at her at every given opportunity. She had fantastic legs and a tight ass. I tried to be discrete but I'm sure she'd seen me looking at her legs on more than one occasion. On the third night most of the other couples had gone to bed but David, Ann and I stayed chatting and drinking. Ann was wearing a skirt,.