Monday: Tommy flew Art, Pete and Gary out to go black bear and caribou hunting. They planned on being gone for three to four days and would call in tw...ce each day. We were still a little concerned about the militia from Idaho although no one had seen a trace of them during the last couple of weeks.Since Pete and Gary were out of camp, hunting and the drillers were staying in the barracks, Jenn decided that we would cuddle again. Sometime since my furniture had arrived, Jenn had managed to get. ..I...oh, God, I swallowed all of...fuck...I had to Matt. I'm so..oh fuck me...sorry..." You did WHAT!!!" I screamed, horrified. I ignored my agonized lungs and struggled to run faster. Her voice fluctuated. Sometimes it sounded hollow and far away. Other times it was raw and gutteral. She sounded like she was writhing on the floor, and every now and then, I would hear wet, sploshing sounds. "I had to," she insisted again weakly. "I wasn't brave enough to oh fuck this pussy's soaking wet. Get. I readied myself for whatever onslaught she could contrive next.“Why haven’t you been dating?”I have to admit, that one caught me a little off guard, too. “I...I don’t know,” I tried to parry. “I work a lot. I’m also 48, Angel. I kinda think my dating days are past. I guess...I guess I just don’t see myself as an attractive enough man anymore.”“Are you kidding me?” she half shrieked. “Dad, you’re totally a handsome guy! My friends bug me all the time. You’re over six feet, right?”“Yeah.. Megan smiled nervously and replied, ‘Umm… that’s very nice of you, Aunt Barb, but I don’t have a change of clothes with me and, well… I… uhh… can’t continue to wear these much longer… Oh geez…’ she muttered as she flopped her face onto the back of the couch in embarrassment when both Aunt Barb and Uncle Jon started snorting with laughter. Jonnie groaned and said, ‘Would you guys just get out of here and then I’ll take Megan home!’ Jon, Sr. couldn’t resist one last parting shot. ‘Sure thing,.