.. Our Wendy did, but who listens to a twelve year old?" 12? You did say 12?" Another scribble in the notebook."Her mom pulled a fast one. The governm...nt issued sale receipt was made out to Wendolyn Elizabeth Austin ... our Wendy. Her mom is Wendy Wanzor Austin. Wendy owned a boat when she was 12."Davis referred to his notes, "You said trashed ... trashed as in... ?" Papers and tools, bedding, even the drawers were pulled out and dumped, clothing pulled from wardrobes ... and the boat was. Ted and I didn’t know you and Debby, but everyone else thought you two would fit right in. We really hope you enjoy things.”“Oh, I think we can safely say that this is enjoyable.”Alice grinned broadly. “Yeah, I suppose we can say that.” She leaned forward and tucked a finger in my belt. Tugging me forward, she unzipped my pants. “My, my, now that’s very interesting. Let’s see just how enjoyable this can be.” Alice scooted her ass forward on the tabletop. Popping the snaps holding her skirt. I told her not today you won't when Sam piped up & said he would take her, I said ok go I will finish up here & be careful the tracks can be tricky. They left on there walk leaving me to finish setting up camp & Arielle feeding the baby. Wendy & Sam were talking as they walked along, Sam couldn't take his eyes from Wendy's tits as every now & then he would get a glimpse oh nipple. About half an hour into their walk along the track high above the river the ground suddenly gave way beneath. She was jerked out of her thoughts by the loud shrill of the phone. “Ge… get that sweetie… my hands are wet” there was disappointment in her excited voice. “So are mine” Ross laughed as he withdrew his sticky fingers from the warm wet cavity, tasting his own mother’s cream, not making any move to answer the phone. Alice grabbed the tea towel, wiping her hands before tossing it to her son… “Make yourself useful you disgusting perverted boy… dry those dishes” she blushed on embarrassing herself.