Yet." She winked at him.Over the next week and a half, whenever he quizzed her on the matter, sheput up a poker face and said, "Just you wait." In spi...e of himself, he wasexcited at the prospect. He was becoming very attracted to Carol and thethought tormented him. He was straight, wasn't he? But she was such agorgeous girl, it was hard to keep in mind that she was actually a boy. Hewas terrified, too, of what "fetish" attire she was planning for him.When the big day arrived, Carol had him over. She just guessed that her own people's women spoke anyway, just not in front of strangers or during negotiations. After all, what had she taught John to observe and follow, if not an unspoken language? Perhaps it was just so much a natural part of her that she wasn't aware of it unless she had to teach it to someone else, or learn it.As they went further south, away from the mountains, the underbrush thinned out, and they could all relax somewhat. The horses gave a snort of disgust for the. Don’t start with me please. I have a very busy day. The usual please. Wash, dry and flat iron – thanks. ‘Why don’t……’ Thanks! Chayne interrupts. These girls have been through the thickest of things. As a matter of fact Chayne tried to hang herself from Carly’s Sycamore tree. The girls never talk about it but I know it crosses both of their minds. So much time has passed since then- well it’s been a few summers at least. Why does shit always pop off in the summer she wonders? Maybe it is the. "Hmm," Hoda said, "This looks hopeful."All three guys wore only tight white shorts. The oldest of the three, probably in his early twenties, was tall and lean. He had straight black hair, and his muscular chest and limbs were covered with a fine dusting of golden hair. The second man was a younger version of the first, also with straight black hair -- I thought they were probably brothers. The third was much stockier and shorter. His black hair was curly, he had a short beard, and his body,.