We were set up in no time. Our little rv was easy. I pitched a tent next to it. O had cut the netting out of the top and left the raimfly off. My wife...liked to sunbath. This made it possible to do that without all the k**s and crazy mom's freaking out. We had lunch and she went right to the tent to soak up the sun.After about 20 min she came out in her bikini and said she was going to the potty. When she headed toward the road our silver haired neighbor appeared and was walking the same. "No Sir, I wasn't asleep." She answers slowly, trying to figure out what to tell him she was doing. Anything would be better than the truth. His response is there before she has a chance to come up with anything. "So.. where were you then?" He asks again and she's sure that he's getting impatient. "I played last night Sir..." She sighs when she sends it, knowing that he's going to be furious. When he doesn't respond, she messages him again. "Master?" Only three words come across the screen. Could we give Beca a lift home?”“Is this your girlfriend, J?”“We’re ... um ... just friends,” I stumbled. I didn’t think she was my girlfriend.“We’re study partners,” Beca said, almost rushing over me. “We just got assigned a project in Human Geography.”“Hmm. A boy and a girl studying Human Geography,” Francie laughed. “Be sure to chart all the curves, Jacob.”“Francie!” Shit. I knew I shouldn’t have suggested that we’d take Beca home. I’d no more make a pass at her than at Pey. She was like a. Her pussy slit is what I was looking at. I realized that her tiny panties were very wet. So wet that her panties clung to her slit, making her panties that much more see through. I looked up at her and she was staring at my opened jeans. Her blonde hair was up in a single pony tail. "Holy fuck." I whispered. "Do you like my little outfit?" She asked as she walked up to me."Oh my god yes. You're soooo beautiful!" I replied."Do I look fuckable?" She asked as she reached me and placed her hands on.