Dean turned and saw Rhia standing there in front of the truck, looking concerned. He exhaled and let out the smoke from his cigarette, threw it to the...ground and then stood on it, scuffing it out and rubbing it into the coarse desert sand and tiny rocks, making it part of the desert forever. From the corner of his eye, he saw a tiny reptile of some description scuttle speedily from out behind a large rock and into the deeper desert, a forest of cacti lain out before him.Dean approached Rhia and. ”“Perfect,” he thought, “the upgrade is working better than I expected.”He stepped behind her and pushed her so she was leaning over the back of the couch. Her hairy bush was exposed in all its glory to his view and he was secretly thrilled to see the pubic hair spread all around to fringe her anus. He would attend to that some other time was his thought as he took his rigid cock in hand and positioned himself against the inviting red slash that was dripping a welcome. He knew that he would. Which the men didn't mind, of course, she had very nice, firm breasts, but it still bothered them that they'd never get past that.Her first day of class was nearly at an end. It had been pretty uneventful, aside from the usual slew of boys trying to get their hands on her, and her resisting and snarling at them. But when the bell rang, she began to walk home. Going down her normal route, she saw that her normal route was blocked off for construction. "Great," she said. She'd have to go through. I'm not sure it should count though. She kind of cheated," I laughed. "Cheated? How?" Mrs. Coleman asked. "Um," I glanced at Amy, who was trying to suppress a giggle. "Let's just say, I've never seen Lebron James use that particular move," I replied. Amy lost it, howling with laughter, which made me join in. Mrs. Coleman did, too, although she was probably still in the dark about why. It was nice to be a part of happy emotions, in a house where there had been so much pain recently. ***I excused.