The hangout is in an old logging cabin of some sort downstream." I know the place. It's inaccessable by road. I've thought about fixing it up for a hu...ting camp. It's a goddamn fortress. It's made out of native rock and hardwood. It has a sheet metal roof and narrow slot type windows. The place looks like it was made to withstand a full scale assult." How close is Agent Webber?" He's on the island where we used to camp when we were kids. The cabin is on a offshoot about a quarter mile. )The first major shock the girls had to deal with was when Kat suggested they may want to shed the full-coverage, one-piece bathing suits they had brought with them and instead try out some of the suits that Trey and Kat had been modeling for Robbie. But after another discussion about how they had all expressed a desire to stretch out and discover life outside of their to-date very restrictive upbringing, all four girls began to carefully sort though the variety of swimsuits, each girl finally. More for herself than for the boysShe exercised her flairFor fashion that exposed the mostOf tit and derrière.The maids were young, sixteen at most,Each one exceeding fair -All day the boys would stare at themAnd wish that they were bare!At night they'd lie abed and thinkOf this or that young goddess,Of tender flesh that almost 'scapedFrom tantalizing bodice.Each in his bed would clench his teethAnd struggle to resist;But being just a boy he'd thenFind heaven in his fist.The maidens, too, knew. I guess being in her own home gave her more confidence. "Hello, Rose," she said still smiling."Hello, I stopped by Helen's and brought you this," I said handing her the banana pudding she had requested."Very good, Jeremy is outside grilling," she said."Oh really, what's for dinner?" I asked."Grilled pork loin and baked potatoes are this weeks special," she said and smiled. "I hope you like them." I have no religious objections, so damn right I do," I said."Good, we kind of thought with that.