Quint had us look towards the camera as he photographed our facial expressions. Eventually we came, squirting semen onto our stomachs almost in unison... We kissed once more and then headed down the hallway towards class.We got a somewhat strange request in the courtyard. A girl wanted to lick the cum off of our bodies. I wasn't sure if it qualified as reasonable, but Hunter didn't have a problem with it. "Mmmm, salty," she said, and then walked away.Hunter turned to me. "You know, Quint wants to. That was a bit unusual, and was greeted with awe and respect. I later learned that every one of the men in my raid were anxious to follow me whenever I wanted to attack the Chiricahuas again, and my speech was part of the reason. Their status went up when they were praised in public for their bravery by their war chief.In any case, the Chiricahuas let us alone for a while. Life went along wonderfully well for the next month, with me spending most of my "working" time either hunting or teaching. ”“So to me, you were out of my league,” he said. “I figured that I wouldn’t stand a chance with you, or actually scoring a date, so my old philosophy was, ‘Why bother?’”She nodded her head slowly. Then probed, “Are you trying now?”He shrugged an affirmative, “Because why not? My ideas changed that night and as my confidence grew and you started to look at me more, I realized that perhaps my viewpoint was wrong. If anything more comes of this, I will be overjoyed. If nothing comes of it, I will. She was (and is) a beautiful woman, dark skin without a tan, long & straight brunette hair, and pretty green eyes. These were great accents on a knockout body: not tall, not skinny, but with perfect breasts with small brown nipples (which were almost always erect), an excellent firm heart-shaped butt, and a well-trimmed small pussy. Angie was staying in a small duplex in a nice suburban neighborhood. Her boyfriend, John, worked during the day and Angie stayed home between her summer college.