"I really shouldn't complain," Nesho said with a sigh as Shasta picked up the crib's soiled bedding while Nesho nursed the baby. "I don't think Sosho'... father looked at her twice after he found out she was a girl." Shasta noticed that the infrequent times Nesho referred to her former husband it was always as "Sosho's father," never as "husband" or "first husband." Shasta had heard Nesho was a widow, which inferred that at one time she had been a free woman since slaves were forbidden to marry.. Regardless we fucked, licked and sucked each other for nearly five hours straight. It was rough, hot, sweaty and passionate. Oddly enough, we didn't kiss. Not really. It was still too strange. By this point we've cum all over each other, licked and sucked each other, but the act of kissing just seemed odd. It was too... Intimate, funny as it may sound. This was just to feel good, this was just sex. We kissed a couple times when this whole fuck session started. But during our second or third. Yes, no, that would be fine. I’d be pleased to help where I can.”She smiled even more broadly – a Christian! Just right. ‘God’ he thought, ‘she could swallow a whole zebra with that mouth.’ For the rest of the time there, he couldn’t help imagining her as an alligator waiting to pounce on a surprised victim. He saw it happen occasionally – when a camper dropped a sweet wrapper for example – and was grateful not to be on the menu.So with one bound (he thought) he was free, free of having to. It privatelyfelt great, but going into public felt odd.At the dance, the girls and boys seemed mostly frightened of oneanother. My cabin mates stood on one side of the hall teasing each otherand laughing, and it looked to be a disaster in the making. Finally, thecabin leaders from each camp decided to break things up a bit by askingeach other to dance.Some of the older teens from the girl's camp came over and asked ourcabin leaders to dance, and they moved out onto the dance floor. I.