”“That’s wonderful. But it’s very far away, isn’t it?”“About 150 miles.”“I might never see you again!”“I’m hoping I’ll see y...u more frequently.” Henry took her hand. He wasn’t going to kneel in the dust and grime. “Alice, will you marry me?”Alice burst into tears.“Alice! What’s the matter? I thought ... I thought ... Well, I thought you liked me!”“Oh, I do! I do! ... But my father ... he won’t like it. He has me intended to be a lady.”“Are you not 21?”“In January.”“Then it doesn’t matter what. She opens for my wider, wider as my hand delves deeper and deeper. Knuckle deep she starts to tighten, she can take it but I have to push, I can feel her pussy stretching around my hand. She is silent, breathing hard, as she wills me into her gapping cunny. Out a little, twist and push in, twist and push in, twist and push in. The resistance is dwindling her juice is flowing as she accepts the inevitable.My knuckles are past the entrance. I hold my fist in place so she can feel the tension. I. We had corn! Even better, it smelled okay. I told Jennifer we would have it for supper and started on another smaller can. This was tomatoes which also smelled good. I noticed that both cans had a white plastic lining which probably accounted for their well-preserved state. I opened both further and emptied them into one of our new cooking pots. We built a fire and put the pot on to heat our supper.After supper, we sat together holding each other and talked. I explained about my parents and. She could be our little fuck pig here. Good for suckin and fuckin.Then whe we tired of da bitch we can cut her up slow like.Man u and the cutting up shit.Fuck, don’t know. Damn, OK, lets call Doc Rosen. See what he can do.Whatever would happen Lisa would never be the same. She had seen her father. She had stood at the abyss. It seemed like a ledge, not knowing which way you would fall.Lisa had been where few living had.