It was just like old times.After lunch, we had to dress because we were still going to the zoo. Here we were three young adults enjoying the zoo. The ...xperience was different from the few zoo visits we had with mom. And it was different from helping parents manage 3 young children as they experienced our zoo.I have no clue, nor do I care, what others may have thought when they saw Rick holding hands with Fran and me. We were polite and walked single file as needed but always joined hands. I was about to speak up, and tell her that I had no problem just assuming she was thirteen, but before I could she wailed out, "I'm s-s-sorry... J-Jo-osh!! I sh-should know my own a-a-age!!!!" Then, she once again began to cry."Sweetheart!" I blurted out, "It's okay if you don't know your age!! You've been through alot, and probably was never told when your birthday ever came around so don't worry about it!!!" Still sniffling abit, Boo tilted her head up and let her eyes linger over to catch my. " There was something erotic in watching her tongue dart over the place, sopping up every last drop of food."Good girl." I twisted Monique toward me and clamped my mouth on hers. I forced her lips wide and started frenching her. I could feel her body tense, but I made her return my kisses. I had one finger deep in her pussy, making her squirm.I pushed her away from me."I've got to go deal with your friends. Get on your knees." I pointed to the floor in front of me. I think she thought I was. Snookie was lying on her stomach on the floor, like she always did when she watched TV. I didn't even make much of an effort to watch the screen My attention was riveted on Snookie.Her slim, tanned legs were like arrows on a map, pointing to the treasure that was hidden in her baggy, white shorts. She didn't look around at me but I was sure she knew where my attention was. Every so often she would slowly spread her legs for a few seconds, as if daring me to peek up the loose-fitting leg holes..