We were holding hands as we walked up to him. "Pap," Millie said when we got there. "It's awful hard being close to Jase all the time, feeling the way...we do, and not being married."Caleb looked at her then grinned. That's easy to fix, girl, from now on, you can start sleeping in the wagon with me and your ma." That ain't gonna happen, Pap. Jase and I are as good as married now. That ain't gonna change. There's a church here in town and if they have a parson, Jase and I would like to get married. . that I might have made...unthinkingly... in passing... or some stupidly unintentional remark...without meaning to... I... I know that the Men.... They sounded reallymad at me... and They called me names... a stupid white racist bitch...and they made me call Them names too... I... I had to slip Their dicksout of my mouth... while I was sucking on Them... and call Them names,too... I... I had to call them black dirty raping Niggers... the wholetime... while They were taking turns... standing in. Ginger did not instantly complain about her rather undignified position. She was in post-orgasmic haze of her own and she wasn't entirely sure where she was. Her head was in the bushes, face down on a downward slide that lead to the rapids below. Finally, Gilligan's snoring brought her to her senses."Gilligan," she protested, "Wake up and get off me. Really, you men are all alike." Sorry, Ginger," said Gilligan. He instantly got up with a motion that threatened to send Ginger into the rapids. I took myjammies off and got onto the bed with him. I spread the front opening of his boxers and gently touched the head hispenis. Very quickly it got hard and poked out of his boxers. I continuedto massage his now rampant rod. He started to come awake and I leanedover and kissed him as he woke fully while continuing to play with him.He kissed back, questing his tongue deep into my mouth. We played tonsilhockey for a bit and he started to play with my tits. He leaned back abit and looked at me.