It became our go to spot. He would bring Playboys he had swiped from his dad and we would google at those tits, this was 1962 so no bush back thenOur ...oners pushed against our shorts as we looked at those tits. Soon we were talking ourselves into Doing It. It didn't take much convincing on either of our parts as getting to this point had been our unspoken goal. Those Playboys were just sort of a catalyst and an excuse to be behind the hedges with our hard cocks in our shorts. I think the. Her skin was marked, she was marked. The tattoo made her whole, a new person in an odd mirror. The Creeper lit a cigarette and offered one to the young light. She took it between her fingers and breathed in the blue smoke. ‘What’s this mean to you anyway?’ He really never needed to know but always thought it polite to ask. As her fingers gingerly rubbed over the welted bleeding skin, she said ‘This is change and this is transition. This means family and love. It is my everlasting bond with the. Wow, I thought, she is really excited to get out today. But when I looked closer, I nearly was about to cry out in anger. Two higher grader boys were throwing rocks at my baby girl! If it wasnt a school zone, I probably would have got out of my truck and beat the living shit out of them. But I calmly got out of my truck, and started dashing towards her. Hey! Damn kids get away from her! I yelled as I kicked an incoming rock into one of their guts and scooped her up. They ran off as I hurridly. I’m glad this has worked out!”“Thanks to your little friend Samantha!” Gina laughed. “And you, of course.”“All we did was put you two in a room together. You did the rest. You’re smart, witty, and after running with me for eighteen months, you’re looking pretty damned good!”“Your flattery will NOT get you a bachelorette fuck, Mr. Doctor Adams, even if your wife is estranged!”“Wow! I didn’t know you wanted to get it on with your girlfriends! Noted!”She laughed hard, “Bitch!”We finished our run.