I can't let her out on her own, come I'll take you to her, after you've finished with her then we can fuck, if you don't want her then there is the do...r."I followed Bette into a bedroom and sitting on the bed was a young woman, or should I say woman. She sat cross-legged on the end of the bed holding a teddy bear in her hands. She had a pair of huge breasts; well they looked large to me."How old is she Bette, I don't want to be roped in for molesting a child?" She is eighteen and three months,. *By the way you’ll excuse that most elements of this are true trying to recount it in the manner in which I enjoyed it is a struggle…. You’ll get the gist – ha “party organiser” trying to think what my 15 year old self would have said, that or I should have spent more time listening in English classes to come up with a better expression than trying to befriend Charlotte.Listening to the gossip I recall I was pleased, for a change, that she wasn’t branded an instant slut. In any case Charlotte. And a couple of times, I've been in her room when she changed clothes and more or less just stood there talking to me in her bra and panties. Yes, I've gotten erections because of her, look, I'm normal and she's really pretty.But, we're friends, the best of friends. I've held her when she's been really upset and crying and she's held me. I'll never forget when my grandmother died two years ago. I bawled in Kayla's arms. She means that much to me.In the last year or two, my best friend, Kayla,. They seemed like a nice couple. I hope everything went well for them.We were around ten miles inside New Hampshire when we stopped for lunch. The temperature had risen to the low fifties. We ended up making a little over twenty-three miles for the day.It may not have been as cold as it had been, but Sam and I retired to our sleeping bag right after we'd eaten. We cuddled, talked, and made love for almost two hours before we fell asleep.Day 14 - Sunday, May 1, 2005The temperature was great this.