"To be honest, Dad, I really don't know. I'm not sure Mom would care too much for the knowledge that her son is only three years younger than she is. ...he especially wouldn't care for the part about the teenaged girls or Anita." Oh she knows about the teenaged girls," Dad assured me. "You didn't really think you were putting one over on anybody, did you?" No," I said with a sigh. "I gradually came to the realization that my actions were not as secret as I thought they were. What I meant was that. The tip of my nose felt the moisture that was oozing from her pussy. I hesitated, wondering if I would like the taste. The scent was thrilling but what will be the result of the taste? I told myself it did not matter. My tongue flicked out. My first thought was, that is not pee, followed by, I like it. My tongue went as far in as it could but that was not very far. My tongue licked the length of her slit and discovered no new taste. I sucked at her pussy and realized I had a mouthful. The license plate was changed at a gas station near the town of Suches before filling up. We didn’t want to have to stop for gas on the way out. Not anywhere near here anyway.Arriving at the Frank Gross Campground, we paid the small visitors fee after parking. Ed got his fishing gear out to serve as a disguise, and we set off into the woods to do a thorough reconnaissance of the area again. There was no way to know where Haskins and his people would be doing their training, but several areas. I couldn’t keep mentioning my atheism without eventually alienating someone.“That’s how I felt, but I was suddenly afraid all my disillusionment with the church was wrong and you were going to punish me for my doubts,” she stated, her nervousness overriding her thinking through what she was saying.“Yeah, voices from on high can do that to you,” Cate offered with a quick laugh. I shot her a quick dirty look, which hurt my head, but she seemed to either not notice or ignore it.“Does he do that.