Though the days were short and skies dreary, they made good time as they traveled part of four days to reach the valley Eli had spoken of. They arrive... before mid-day on the fourth day, planning to camp near the west bank of the Arkansas where a small creek emptied into it.As they hurried to set up camp and get a fire going before dark closed in, two of them raked the six inches of snow cover back and pitched the three tents on a knoll. Two more gathered driftwood and fallen tree limbs for. I drove out a couple days later. I noticed as she came to the truck she had on a lower cut tank top. Her budding nipples were accented to my premature arousal. Back out to our previous place and up onto the tailgate. I slipped the money into her shorts pocket and we embraced. Her tongue went deep into my mouth and touched every part of it. I broke away from her and moved my tongue down to her neck and then lower to the delightfully lower hem of the tank top. As my tongue went lower she pulled. Use paglo kee tarah chumte jaa rahi thi,phir maine use lita diya or uski chuchiya chusne laga,or ek hath se uske bur ko sahla raha tha,phir dhere se maine ek ungli uski bur mai dal diya to wo tadap uthi kasam se kya bur thi uski ek dam tight or puri chikni,phir mai ungli ko hee uske bur mai aage-piche karne laga,wo ab madhosh hote ja rahi thi,phir ek bar uske bur ne pani chod diya to mai use chus kar pee gya ab to wo puri tarah pagal ho gaye the,wo mere lund ko jor-jor se apni or khichne. This is what being a father was all about. It only took a few seconds of actual parenting to undo all the psychopathic eugenics that Dr. Rachel Finklestein had been subjecting her daughter to. “I’ll go get them,” I said.“While you do that I’ll go get my Halloween costume to show you.”A few minutes later I had returned downstairs with some of Sherry’s old books. Becky was probably too old for most of them, but it was obvious she had missed a lot of her childhood. She appeared again, her frizzy.