Standing there in silence, I waited, not knowing what was happening. Scratching myhead and yawning, I thought, ‘Maybe I had been dreaming again?’T...en the strangest thing happened, my zipper started to slide down all on its own! Watchingit happen, I quickly pinched my arm, hard. No, that wasn’t it I was awake. I quickly pulled itback up. Backing up against the sofa, I watched as it was pulled back down again. Startled Idropped my club and put my hands in front of me, waving them about, in an. I swear the room was getting warmer and it was definitely getting a little tenser."Susan said you could use a little tension release..." As he said this, I felt Ted grab my ass cheeks and kneed them with his hands, pulling them apart. I moaned again."Feels good?" Very." I felt his hands work towards my inner thighs again, brushing my balls as he did. I squirmed a bit, but not to get away and then I rolled my legs outwards to allow for more access. It wasn't just a conscious decision but it. We'd pitched camp in a ravine that was a few miles west of where we'd been watching Ali and his band of bad boys and their prisoners. It was well hidden and out of sight and obscured by jungle and by the ridges of land that made up the western shore of the lake. Still we posted sentries to keep and eye out on our surroundings just in case the neighbours headed our way or just as worrisome some animal tried to drop in on us for a visit. I even posted a sentry out on the ridge where I'd been. He left a good insurance and a rather thriving business so we were well provided for, but mom worked half time anyway. Ever since my fathers death mom never have showed any interest in any other men. I think she is a beautiful woman and Im sure that many men have approached her, but as far as I know she has never let any of them near her.Just before school was out the year that I turned thirteen mom decided that we should go hiking. She bought all the necessary things. Tent, sleeping-bags, stow.