“You're so smart. Ooh, you know the filthiest things to do! I love it! Love, love, love it!”I hopped to my feet, my boobs jiggling, and then spun ...round. I bent over and buried my face into my friend's butt-crack. Jizz coated the inner slopes of her cheeks. I licked at her skin, gathering up the salty cum on them.It had that same sour flavor as Mr. Jackson's dick. I was in heaven. I lapped at Rebecca's butt-crack with hunger. I cleaned her up, moaning as I did. I licked over her asshole. She. Ben turned to Adam."You walked into the woods and sat down beside a hazel bush."Adam looked stunned, but Ben ignored him and turned to Hannah."You went to the hemp and cut some of the plants down for using later."He didn't pause and went on to Elizabeth."You walked down to the lake and watched two fish swimming in the water. And not surprisingly, you, Thomas, just sat down outside the cave and did nothing."Thomas' face grew red at Ben's words. In other circumstances the insult would have led to. “I’m going to the house down there.” It was apparently an old women riding the bike and she studied me for moments before talking again. She spoke calmly, matter of fact. “There’s something hanging out of your butt. As I approached you looked like you’d had a rough day. What have you been doing?” “I’ve been milking cows back at the parlor.” “Oh yeah. That makes sense.”[Such a surprise - someone willing to pull a long hose out of my butt without gloves on]She rode on along on the squeaking old. Their silence confirmed his judgement. The guilty don’t self-incriminate. Tom closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep. Hannah appeared in his mind’s eye. God, he loved that name. Too bad she was a thievingwhore. Thirty minutes later, Tom entered the granite jailhouse of Antler Forks, and said, ‘I’d like to report a plane crash.’ The announcement drew people out of doorways like ants to sugar. Questions and paperwork took hours to complete. Somehow, Hannah never came up in conversation. The sun.