She looked away. I was alone in getting myself out of my verbal mess. "We wrestle and play like doggies do." Like what?" Beverly inquired."Well, I bit... her ear and lick her face," I said."You do not!" protested Bethany."And sniff your sister's butt," I continued. "Mostly licking. Lots of licking."Bethany fumed at my answer. Beverly wrinkled her nose."Am I forgetting something?" I asked Bethany."He's making it all up!" said Bethany."No, I'm not." So how do you play doggy?" asked Beverly."We. I had to grin.What Shirley Miles saw as she ‘parted the grass’ by pulling my underwear down to my knees, was the bobbing tool that had, indeed, made her daughter bleed. And, it was in the same condition it had been in when said bleeding took place.Mr. Happy, possibly blinking in the sudden light, moved his head around here and there, going, “Okay, where is she? I’m ready! I won’t fail you Bobby. Just bring her on.”“My, my, my,” said Mrs. Miles.Mr. Happy gave a little “eeep” as the light was. Shalu said she would change her clothes and then we could go to bed. Since Soumya was sleeping in her room, we had to sleep in Shalu’s parent’s room. Since we were very close, we slept on the cot together. Shalu had changed into a beautiful see thru nightie which her uncle had got it from Canada. I could see her knockers very clearly since there was no bra on it. Black panties hugged her round bosoms. Till that moment I never had any thirst to enjoy her womanliness. We went to bed and went. " I climb into the sleeper and grab my laptop, and fire it up. Jamie is looking around the truck, interest in her eyes. "Wow, you have all the comforts of home here. A sort of a mini home." "Yes, I have a small refrigerator, microwave, TV, DVD player and of course a bed, actually two beds and there is one folded up against the back wall. All it's missing is a shower." I start looking for wrecker/salvage yards close to us and can only find one. I get the number and punch it into the phone and.