Chester was less impressed by Tall John's lessons in skinningthe rabbits and possum they caught, but did admit that the food theyate that night was ta...ty. Young Warriors don't take canned or packagedfood on their camps. If they don't catch anything, they go home hungry.Luckily on this trip the traditional traps worked, and they ate welleach night.At the end of the trip, Tall John allocated the furs to the boys andgave Chester a bloody possum pelt. Mark took charge of it when Chesternoted that. “There is a new horror movie in the theaters” chimed Emily, “we should go see it”.“I would love to, but as you know I faint if I see blood, even in a movie” I replied.If see blood, I was fainting instantly, dropping like a rock, so I was avoiding seeing, watching, visualizing blood. It was so bad that I had to change my tampons without looking. Only my family and Emily knew about my condition.“Do you really faint if you see blood, Emma?” I heard Oscar behind me, the captain of the football. . . OMG… that always gives me a kick. When I suck on his length his dick gets to maximum stiffness and I really feel those veins so much better on my tongue and my lips. Usually, at that moment he takes my head with both hands and he forces all of that huge pole in my throat. I feel those veins deep in my throat and I have to be careful not to choke on his massive cock. But occasionally, I get the chance to really blow him and I really enjoy those long strokes along the veins of his dick in my. Luckily, the limo took the most direct route to the Interstate."Sam took the first vehicle that was available at the reception; it was someone's Honda Civic. He called me as he was pulling away. Do you want to fill me in on what happened inside the limo?"I gave him the whole story as best I could remember. I had just finished when the investigating detective walked up. He said hi to Dan and then asked if I would accompany him to the limo.We walked up and he had me look at the gunman. He was.