I had eaten lots of berries, and also found some other edible plants, without which I would surely have starved. Even so I had looked at all the squir...el and birds I had seen today with murderous intent. I had even seen a moose of some sort, but without a bow or pack I would never be able to hunt its kin.when the sun was at its highest in the sky i walked into a clearing. i stoped just as i was about to exit, my ears heard a unusual sound and instixnt told me to leap to the side. just as i did. Amanda looks at the other girls for help, but they just stand there watching. Sara smirks a little. Amanda looks back at her dad and slowly reaches behind her undoing the clasp. Her top falls to her feet. She blushes bright red.She stands trying to cover herself. "Well? Keep going" John boom's again. she looks at him but doesn't say anything. Tears stream down her face as her hands go to her hips. She hook the waist band of her boy shorts bottoms with her thumbs and slowly pushes them down. Her. Honest! But I guess I should have.By the next day I could see that she was starting to smile again. Soon she had a shine in her eyes, her skin started to glow, and she was starting to laugh again. She was also starting to flirt again. She had always been the type that was a harmless flirt but now this seemed to be getting aggressive, at least towards me. She also started wearing the type of bras that let you see a woman's nipples through her shirts. She also started to brush up against me. ?" I will see you then." I said as I left. And I did.We made love several times that summer. She enjoyed my seven incher, screaming how much it filled her up, when she had an orgasm. I was a bit disappointed. I don't know what I expected but I thought screwing a black girl would be more different than it was. You know the old saying... 'It's all pink on the inside.' Other than her hair, both on her head and her pubic area being a little courser than what I was use to it was basically the same..