It was Saturday night, and we were camping out. All the way in the edge of the woods, like in the wilds, but only about a 2 minute run to the house if...we got scared. It was 14th birthday, and I was with my 3 BFF’s, Tony, Stevie, and Mark. They were all 14, and were sipping on a bottle of Sloe Gin that we had a wino get for us. We were catching a buzz, and passing around a joint that Tony scored from his older brother, and roasting wieners over the fire. It was some bad ass weed, and with the. " Matthew bit his lip and Katherine took a deep breath. "Otherwise I'll be on my own as well, and I don't know anyone else." I am not sure your Dad would like that," Matthew told her and Katherine grunted."He'll be fine. I'd rather not be lonely." Matthew smiled, he wasn't quite sure how he was going to get out of it, but then, why would he want to? An evening with the beautiful eighteen-year-old on his arm would be most men's idea of sheer heaven.Paul laid back on the yacht and looked out over. She don't let no grass grow under her feet, Rafe thought with a smile.As Emmett stopped the wagon in front of the general mercantile, a tall man who had been leaning against the store front and watching them ride in, stepped to the wagon and offered to help Emma get down."My daughter's perfectly capable of getting off the wagon by herself stranger." Emmet didn't like the looks of the man. He was dressed like a dandy wearing whipcord pants, a frock coat, a shirt with a button on collar and a. Nicole smiles and continues to stand in place. A few of the men and their women move on to the bedroom for their activities, as Victor finds a seat on the couch. Once again Mr. Rossi speaks to the men left, “Gentlemen, you’re betting on which woman can reach orgasm first or the most intense by masturbation.” A separate clothed hostess brings the men large denomination chips that each had pre-selected before arrival. Victor could feel his manhood grow at the thought of betting and watching these.