When I got there I told my parents what Brandon's father had asked. Both mom and dad seemed agreeable to going to their home, but a little hesitant ab...ut the time in Florida. I knew, however, that I could work my way around that hesitation, as did Mikey, as he sat there with a big smirk on his face.When Brandon came back, he thanked my mother for her suggestion. We talked a bit more and by now it was about 10:00. Mikey began to yawn, as did Joe. My dad looked at his watch as he normally did. I could not believe that my cousin, my almost sister Rachel, admitted to having sex with her own father. And now she was admitting to me that my dad’s brother, my favorite Uncle Blake, wanted to have sex with me. I was in awe. I was beside myself. But deep down, something inside me was more than flattered. Something inside me wanted to know what it was like. Rachel was still standing beside me and she could see wheels turning inside my head. She could actually see that I. " I watched Carla go.And then in the afternoon, sitting in my freshman psych class, Heather tossed me a little note. Well, didn't toss it. We were in a little lecture hall, with like 40 students and she was a couple rows up and a bunch of chairs over, so she had our classmates pass the note from one to another to me."I have to go to the bathroom."That was all it said and so I got up, leaving my books cause it was the middle of class and we had thirty more minutes of the professor's boring. This stuff is hard to walk on, no matter what condition you are in, so their feet were really dragging as they continued their escape try.I could almost feel the relief they felt when they reached some large rocks which had a stream passing by. They immediately dismounted and hobbled the horses. They stripped the tack and other stuff from the horses and began to set up camp. One man found enough wood scraps for a small fire, so the coffee pot was working away almost from the moment the fire was.