One plump, blonde-fringed pussy-lip was partially sticking out. Now it was Sue's turn to blush."Can we go home?" she asked Ben.Sue hurried through her...shower, eager to get home. Ben's finger-fucking in the sauna had left her with an unfulfilled ache in her cunt.Ben knew what was in Sue's mind as they drove back to his bungalow. The same thing that was always in Sue's mind. Sex.Ben was beginning to be overawed by the girl's sex drive. His heavy drinking diminished his own. Lately he had been. He set up his camp and started to work logging trees to sell to people living on the plains below. His name was James Kelly, known as Jim Kelly. He was Irish and he hated authorities, especially British ones. So when the British Colonial authorities arrived to do something about the local Aboriginals he told them there was no trouble and sent them away, mainly because he had no trouble with them. Since that day the Kelly family has helped to protect and preserve the Walkers tribe. The journals. “No, nothing. I just had me a random thought, and I wanted to run it by you,” she said.Now, I have never made any claim to be able to read minds, but I was beginning to think that I might be justified in doing so, making the claim. I knew exactly what she was going to say.“Okay?” I said.“It’s been good today. I’d kinda like it if we could keep the feeling going,” she said.“Lea?” I said. She nodded.“I won’t be making any waves. I know she’s your friend, and she didn’t say anything negative about. And don’t give me some ‘fairness’ bullshit that if I’ve sworn male-monogamy to you then I deserve some kind of monogamy in return. I know what I want, and I know what I’m fine with. I love you just the way you are, and I really don’t think I’d ever ask more of you than you can give.”“I’m never going to ask for male-monogamy from you ever again. Nick ... Andrew ... I know there will be other nights like Tahoe.”“I don’t love Nick or Andrew.”“I know you don’t.”She took a deep breath. “While I’ll.