"We must give thanks to the spirits," her grandmother told her."And the 'US Cartographical Service'?" Secoweya mumbled under her breath."The spirits h...ve favored our journey and their blessings will lend strength to our bodies," her grandpa continued."What will you say to the white men?" her grandmother asked him. Secoweya noted their skin was no darker than any so called 'white man' she'd ever seen in her life. After several generations most inhabitants of this land had adopted a bronze tan.. The younger boy’s excitement was growing and his penis was swelling rapidly and straining against the restricting fabric of his underpants as the attentions of his friend became more urgent. Paul leaned towards him, looked into his eyes and said softly, ‘I’m going to get your cock out.’ Ronnie’s response was to take a deep breath, nod his assent and whisper, ‘I’ve wanted you to do that for such a long time.’ After a moment’s rough fumbling the boy’s penis had been pulled from. I then flashed a quick glance over to the clock. It was two in the morning. “Hey Nell, are you awake?” “Yeah,” I said quietly. I was still half asleep and I had not gotten ahold of my voice just yet. Not only that, but I had spent so much time telling myself how much he regretted what happened that I did not know what else to say to him. I laid there for a few minutes in silence. He did not say anything else to me for a while. I decided that I did not care and I rolled back over to face the. I was thinking about some other stuff ... and I ... just forgot." What other stuff? I'm warnin' you, don't you be blowin' off your studies. You're almost done with the semester. You just got three weeks left. Do your finals, then you can think about that other stuff..." I can't. Tonight I just can't..."He couldn't say anything else. For a long time he just sat in silence. Finally she got impatient."Alright. I'm comin' over and I'll take you back to my room. Maybe if you can talk about it you'll.