While he is showing me how to check myself out, I start thinking about school. Once a month, the school I go to has a dance. Seems like every boy I sl...w dance with gets a hard on about one minute after the music starts. I always pretend I don't notice. Guess grown men have the same sort of problem. I can feel his hard dick pressing against my ass. I'll pretend I don't notice.Nurse Marlo is watching all of this.She finally says that she knows a better way for me to examine myself. She tells me I. Howdy Jim, good to see you." Beall ignored the young man's sullen look. "I got my oxen shoed last spring. Must a'took the best part of three-four hours all told. He's got to measure those cloven feet and cut them shoes just right. Pain in the ass."The smith chimed in, "I've got a good sling. Can lift the biggest beast and not hurt him none. They beller some, but it does the job. Built out of oak, eight-by-eights and twelve-by-twelves mostly." All right, all right," said the elder McNish, his. “Where are we? How do you know about this spot?”“This is state land.” he answered, “It isn't an official park, but just a nature persevere. This is called “Squaw Point”, it has to do with an old native American legend, from the local tribe. I'll tell you about that later, but let's eat, I'm starved!”I was a bit peckish myself by that time, so I agreed. We spread out the blanket, set out the goodies and commenced to chow down. There were butterflies, and dragonflies, and even a humming bird. It was an angry red in color, and shaped like a cock, with a pronounced head. Her hand dipped lower, two fingers sliding between the ruby colored lips of her cunt. They slipped in readily, curling up into her sloppy tunnel. Her face looked almost like it was in pain, her glossy lips forming an "o". A slight groan rolled into "Ohhbaby...so...fucking...wet...mmmm" She withdrew her glistening fingers, making a squelching sound, and reaching across my reclining form, stuck them in my mouth. "You.