It will probably take the women some time to fashion something to use for attaching the travois."I mounted to follow and we were on our way. We even h...d no trouble crossing the river.Back at camp it didn't take long to get my mates, Jekaycey, and Matita started making a wide strap to hold up the ends of travois poles by running it over Matilda's withers. All that was left was cutting a couple of practice poles and adding a band to the harness to go across Matilda's chest. Caltort had come over. “Hey,” I cut in. “Did you girls make sure the door’s locked.” I seriously wanted to experience a good competitive blow job contest between these two girls, but on the other hand I really didn’t want to get caught right in the middle of the contest. “Oops,” said Jenny. “I’ll go lock it.” She hadn’t knelt down before me yet, so of course it was easier for her to lock us in. As Jenny walked back to my desk, she lifted the hem of her colorful tie-dyed t-shirt peeling the tight cotton garment from. Her blonde hair was in bunches and she wore black knee high socks and skimpy black panties. She gave Megan a huge hug and a friendly kiss on the lips. “Wait till you see what I’m wearing tonight!” said Molly, with enthusiasm. “Can’t wait!” said Megan. “I’ll just nip up and change.” It was tradition for the visiting girl to change at the other’s place. Last year it had been at hers. That way they each left fresh and looking their best. Megan ran the shower as she rolled down her pantyhose and. At last she grinned. “Nope!”“What is it then?” Tommy asked, his voice full of childlike excitement. “A shark?”We all laughed, me a bit nervously. After all, Tommy may not have heard the shark story yet, but I sure had! I glanced uneasily at the darkened waters, shivering at the idea of something hidden suddenly surging up from the depths to leap out and cause terror and destruction.Ugh ... Don’t even think about it, idiot!“No. Probably a really fat cod,” Heather said, still testing the line..