”“Yeah. Kiss you. Like that time in Houston when I walked in from the bathroom and Dad was looking for something in your eye...”“Uh...”“Al...ost caught y’all, huh?”“Darned close. But Deena, I loved ‘im. He loved me. And he loves you. You’re his daughter. That’s forever.”“But you’re gonna be his wife. He didn’t have a choice with me. You, he chose.”My turn to giggle. “I dunno who chose first. I’m pretty sure I chose first.” Then I got serious. “And believe me, he chose you, too. I know kids whose. “Right, what was said? A peach tree – well those things have no chance of growing here in this climate, so either this was recorded a long way away, or the peach tree is a metaphor ... probably for a woman. As a metaphor it sounds very southern, and I’m not sure many northerners would use that in common parlance. Aren’t you from Mobile, Mo? Tell me, do men refer to women as peach trees or perhaps peaches where you come from. No? Shaking your head again. You seem very vociferous about that Mo,. Why that caused his penis to rise to the occasion was a mystery to him, but she felt it pressing into her, and went away with a smile. Even fat kids want to feel sexy.That night they would all talk long into the night. At ten, Jo-Lene told everybody to continue their conversations in their dormitory huts. “Ahh, Mr Skythe? I wonder if we might have a little talk before you retire?” She led him to her office.“Yes, you have proved a great asset. This first camp was a success and that is partially. “It started normal like. There was an immortal. His friends dared him to ‘do it,’ an so I take him up stairs. We had a jolly romp once he got over timid.” Ariel probed Hulda with her tongue. Her pussy was tightly closed: Hulda had strong muscles. The tip of Ariel’s tongue stole a drop of pungent cum from their clutches.“Then there was Fyrefang3.”“Oh you did? Both of them?”“Yeah. Ya got him all worked up. From the mess in his clothes, I guess ya got him off too. Even so, he sees me and I ain’t.