John took her in more closely. Her legs were perfection, without an ounce of fat, and he thought that he’d be able to wrap his two hands around her ...iny waist. Her face was of a naughty angel, the soft eyes off-set by an inviting mouth and high cheek bones. She was no emo, her bright make-up and light pink streaks in her blonde hair showed a more cheerleader air.‘Can I have some?’ she asked, twirling her hair in an obvious attempt at flirting to get her way. John shrugged, why not he thought,. .." Sally shrugged. Obviously, she was willing ... Beth, unencumbered by having to tongue Sally's gash, was throwing herself back at Lon energetically."See what you can do, then," Lon grunted. "Lick some clit if you can't get to 'em..." He eyed her to see what her reaction would be, but Sally didn't blink; she went over onto her back and wormed her way between Lon's legs from behind. It turned out that she COULD get to his balls, sometimes, and it was a novel experience..."Oh, Lonnie! Thank. These we collected and took to mine. She rang to say she was unable to work that night, or the next, to give the hospital time to find a stand-in.We were both too upset to eat much, but we stopped for soup and a roll on the way. It didn't take long to move the remnants of her things from the car to her room, and when we were done, she clung to me."I need to sleep," she mumbled into my chest, "but I have to collect Sally in ... what ... an hour?" I could go," I suggested.She shrugged. "Sorry.. They dug out a big propane burner and heated up water for coffee and cocoa, with the flame turned way up so people might be able to warm up a little, at least psychologically.While that was going on, Scooter and Jim decided to hike up to the water pocket -- it was not a long hike, but Jim had not been there before. It was just a quick scramble up the rock face, then along a ledge above the water, then up a twisted little trail for a few minutes. They stopped to check out the pictographs and.