He didn't mind in the least. That odor always meant mystery and adventure for him. When he reported for duty to the navy he had taken a Greyhound from...home up to St. Louis. Many memories came along with that smell, tickling his mind with the sense of this place and others like it over the years.David and Gretchen had driven all the way out along a scenic route, following the Columbia River Gorge during the last leg, stopping along the way to see a few waterfalls beside the highway. It had been. Camp?She hadn't thought she'd be spending the night in this godless place,but, now, it was obvious she would. She judged that there was only halfan hour of daylight left, if that, and she hadn't found Willow. In fact,she had no idea, really, where the witch was. She wasn't leaving withouther best friends, though, not if she had to spend a dozen or a hundredor a thousand nights on this wild world. Even so, she didn't have tosleep upon a prairie full of cocks.Walking much faster, Buffy watched. Suprisingly we hadn't said a word to each other, since the DVD had started, but as i looked up he eyes motioned that i should continue so i did, without hesitation. Grabbing both sides with my fingers, i slid the jeans down her shapely legs, exposing a pair of cotton white panties, which were tight to her skin, so tight in fact a small, damp patch was starting to grow. Causing them to stick even tighter. Without Warning she pulled herself closer to me, pushing her crotch into my face, giving me. ” “I’m on my way to Keith’s.” “I know. Don’t worry about it. John’s coming over, and Nathan’s going to get his brother’s truck again. They don’t think it will take the four of us long to clean up. I thought you’d rather find out sooner than later.” “You’re right. No matter how things go, the last thing I would want is bad news afterwards.” “That’s what I figured. John’s here.” “Talk to you later then.” Thinking about the lake actually proved a welcome distraction. She’d begun to work herself.