The scene on the TV was coming to an end, or at least she thought so, as the man had stopped thrusting and was just lying on top of the woman. Another...close up of the couples' genitals was shown, except this time the man slowly withdrew his penis and once completely withdrawn, a white trickle started flowing out of the woman's vagina. This image, coupled with the sighs of satisfaction from the man and woman made Jessica moan involuntarily through her hand that covered her mouth. Her body felt. Taylor was waiting at the baggage carousel to meet us. We both gotbig hugs and the expected questions about how the trip went, like did wego out with any boys or do any drinking, and then comments about howtanned our faces looked, and expressions of relief that we hadn't brokenany bones. "You both look tired," she observed. "Didn't you get enoughsleep?"My friend and I looked at each other. "Uh-huh," Julia fibbed. "We'rejust pooped from all the fresh air."Her mom didn't press us any further on. ‘This fire don’t need no more stokin,’ he said. ‘If it does, you let me know. I ain’t doin no more sloppy seconds after these two fools.’ (Even though he had, plenty of times.) At least he wasn’t mad anymore. I told him I was sorry, and he looked at me, then he shook his head. He said, ‘Girl, you can’t help yourself, can you?’ I told him I guessed not. About that time Sparrow came waltzing into the clearing, and said, ‘Hey guys, you should see all the mistletoe I found. It’s all over the. Sure enough, it was stained with blood when she held it up in front of him. He shrugged, wiped the blood off with his hand, then onto his pants, and surveyed the scene.Other than a spot right in front of the door, the packed earth floor was dry - covered in loose dust and assorted detritus from the outdoors. The interior was a single room, probably partitioned off into sections at some point in time by blankets. A layer of clay spread over the interior walls kept the water from seeping in, and.