”“I’ll be good, I’ll be good, I promise!” Linda pleaded in her best ‘little girls’ voice.“Okay, Boys, TEN-HUT, ABOUT FACE, READY, ... ...IT.” Sheila giggled.With that Jim and the gang began chuckling and left, promising to see us on Saturday.It was odd that Dad rushed to join the gang. I looked at Bob, and I didn’t have to read his mind to know he had the same questions I did. I was just starting to wonder when Greg said, “I think Jamie and I are going home now that the coast is clear.”“That. With my other hand, I ran my fingertips up and down her spine a few times. One time I inadvertently went right to the end, to her tailbone. As my fingertip rolled over the end of it, she pushed forward and gasped slightly. She also grabbed my hand, so I paused and looked at her. Nothing was said, but important words passed between us, the line had been drawn, this far and no further.As I ran a finger, then two over her tailbone, Tina started to move her hips. I kissed from her neck to her front. " Yes it is," I whispered, kissing her lightly on the forehead, "but I really have to make a pit stop. Besides, I think it would be better if Mom and Dad didn't find us this way. Don't you?"She sighed again and said, "Yeah, you're probably right. No sense making waves, but it sure is nice. I hope we can do it again soon." She perked up a little and whispered in my ear, "There are a lot of things I hope we can do again soon if you know what I mean."Suddenly I felt a different kind of pressure. So I had a pretty good idea where I stood. "We found out it wasn't you who tipped off the rip off guys." I told you that last night," I replied."Well you gonna stay here till you healed up some. The Greens said you could move into the big house, if you wanted." he said.I fought real hard not to tell him to relay a go 'fuck yourself' message. Instead I said, "I'm okay here. I would like some better food though. Looks like they are feeding me from the field hand pots." I'll relay the message. Oh.