Remember, we’re all here for the same thing – to help you be all you can!’ And with that the meeting was dismissed. The groups separated in vari...us directions through the woods to the various clearings scattered around the grounds. Chris quickly rounded up her group, and Greg’s group joined them for what turned into a strenuous five-mile hike through the woods. Even Martha looked winded by the time they returned to the camp. They followed their leaders to the meeting hall, where dinner was. . ten seconds pass, and Amy walks out, only wearing her panties. She has her bra under her arm, along with her shirt, pants and boots. She puts on her pants first, then her boots.She stands up and puts on her bra, finally her shirt. During all of this, the men in the audience are making sounds of their own.Amy goes off in a different direction. It has become daylight. I come back on.Michael: Amy, is that you?Amy: Yep, it's me. I found some things for us to eat at the farmhouse down below. Is. .. It was late at night and we were each home in bed. Becky called me to ask what I was thinking of while masturbating... I described to her how I wanted to untie the little straps of William's 'banana hammock'... we basically both lay in our beds, cumming all night to thoughts of his junk! Needless to say, William's 'personal details' were quite enthralling to a pair of horny 18-year-old ex-step-daughters!___"You think your mom gave him good head?" was Becky's burning question she posed on our. You take all the time youneed." Thanks Mary, you are a lifesaver."I ended the call, and laid back on the bed, staring at my nails. Thesparkles catching the morning light. I don't know why, but I kind ofliked them. The sort of nails I would have liked on my dream girl. Stillstaring at my hands I didn't feel it when my eyes shut and sleep fell in.Thumping music. Heat. Darkness. People bumping me from all sides. I feelthe music right in my soul, and I am moving accordingly. My arms areswaying, my.