’ ‘And if I’m not?’ ‘Nice to have met you, John Ennis.’ The next thing I remember, it was the following morning. I know I got up, had brea...fast at the restaurant and checked out of the motel. I know I remember looking for my sunglasses and having to stop that morning and buy a new pair because I didn’t have any except that there was a pair of prescription sunglasses in my car. I wondered who they belonged to and how on earth they got in my car. I also remember driving to Glacier National Park. Pam sat up, “I hope you have some wet pussy for me to sample. You know how I like a smorgasbord of tastes in my diet.” She rose and went to kiss Alice.“I do, sweet pie. Three loads worth. It seems that Mr. Goodman rather liked the photo of the two of us that I sent to him around lunchtime. For some unknown reason, it made him horny, but I think everything in life makes him that way. For a guy that age, he sure has a huge libido and the stamina to go with it. He also made me promise an. She was rubbing my pussy gently, sliding a soapy finger inside my pussy just enough to massage the tender place where my hymen had been.Jody's fingers were soothing and the water felt good as she'd cup it in her hand and kinda bathe my pussy that way. I was breathing hard through my nose when she started washing my thighs. I'd never had anyone wash my body, except my mom of course and I'd been a little girl then. Now I was fifteen and Jody was sorta squatting in the tub, washing my thighs and. Her eyes widened, surprised not to be alone. She smiled at me, obviously relieved when she saw it was me. But her face quickly fell; she took a step toward me searching my face “I thought you left.”I met her face, and all coherent thought fled my brain. I felt guilty. I promised to watch out for her, but I acted like an asshole, and then I tried to abandon her. I was nothing more than a jealous fool. I looked at her, letting my face show how apologetic I was. “I’m sorry.” I wanted to say more,.