He was almost a grown man, now, and other than a pack of hungry wolves, there was nothing he’d ever seen in the forest that could hurt him. There h...d been no report of wolves, so he wasn't afraid. Before gathering everything to make the hike back the farm house, Vince needed to relieve himself. With no one around for miles, Vince took no time in unbuttoning his pants and relieving himself a few steps away from where he’d fallen asleep. While he was relieving himself he heard a rustling in. ...........she could really mess it up too..................if anyone found out what she was doing at twelve years old, I thought we would all go to jail........... "The next thing I remember was sliding the tip of his belt through that leather loop, and turning the button on his pants, slipping it through the button hole..............I had never, ever done this before, not like this, in my room with all the lights on, porn magazines and pictures all over the bed and Rachel rubbing my boobs and. If you are indeed still reading, then you must be a part of that third, dedicated group of people. Most of the oppressors and narcissists Ive met arent strong readers. So why did I feel compelled to tell my story, you may ask? Well, why does anyone decide to write a journal, short story, or novel&hellip, fictional or otherwise? I simply had the urge to tell my tale, that is all. To some, it may come off as interesting. Others will undoubtedly see it as tragic&hellip,and not in the good. From what my mother said, it seems uncle Chester is happy for my to use this cabin whenever I want, the problem is going to be transport. My sixteenth birthday is in a few months so then I will be able to drive, assuming I can get a car. Will you guys be willing to share the cost of gas to get here and back?''You mean so we can get back here to be with our angels, no problem, ' replied Mark.'OK that means for the first couple of months we are only going to be able to meet very occasionally, but.