Girls, even twins, demand their privacy.Brandi rocked back and forth, hands on her knees. "Can I tell you something?"A nude young lady sat just feet a...ay, me with a growing erection, and she wanted to talk? Although this wasn't the twin I was targeting, she looked the same. Maybe she would fuck the same. No, I wouldn't feel the same."I've thought about this a lot." She put her hands flat on the covers and leaned forward. "Randi says she and I should fuck Dad, so I'm going to."This was. A good girl is always prepared and that bag has everything you need except tampons and ID,” she said. “Now, carefully pull the scalpel out.I was nonplussed, then I realized the green plastic was a sheathed scalpel. I pulled it out. The sheath was glued to the inside of the purse. I looked at Mom and said with a bad british accent, “Okay, Q, nice knife?”“Heh, It’s the latest in surgical implements, Bond, not a knife. Use it to cut not stab, if you must. A girl needs to protect herself with more. If I'm going to earn back my clothing,then I need to do this. The ground wasn't as cold as I was expecting, almost as if the tall trampled grasses still held onto a little of the heat from the day. How am I going to do this in front of four men? After all, Derek and Adam were still tied to the trees about 7 feet away from me with their mouths covered in tape and their pants down. After what Chris and Joe made me do just before this, I wondered if it could get any more humiliating. Unfortunately. I liked the way she laughed at a joke I told. Late in the evening, she touched my arm to emphasize a point, and I felt some electricity between us. We applauded at the end of the lecture. We said goodbye to our other dinner companions, but I lingered at the table. Lynn took my clue. I asked if she had checked out the hotel’s pool. She said she had looked at it, but had not gone in. I said, “The night is still young.” After some mild protest, so as not to look to eager, she agreed to meet me.