We had a history, a history I hadn't shared with John. Trust was the number one thing that kept our partnership alive. We trusted each other with our ...ives. But we all have our little secrets."Count again, Joy," Soren said.John looked seriously from Soren to me. Did he notice anything? Soon as we take these two into custody, I should tell him everything. I wouldn't be good to have the threat of exposure effect my work or our partnership.Two of Soren's guys burst in, guns aimed, of course. One. I didn't expect to want to see the vid so much, as it was originally for my step brother. When I got home the first thing I did was watch it on my laptop. I found myself very turned on, heart racing and wanting to see as much of it as I could. No matter what normal girls say to you, girls will always fancy other girls, its the ones that do something about it that are lesbians, that's why girls are always kissing each other and wearing hardly anything in front of each other (that's another story. He situated his tent (which was very similar to hers) in the clearing with Janie’s help near, but not next to hers, since the tree was between them. They got it set as a committeeman for the organizers approached. He was about to tell Janie that she needed to share the space. He moved along without saying anything since she was already sharing.Clint laid his camp area out as it would have been like a hundred fifty years ago. He built a fire ring with the stones he’d brought with him. He had. She saw the 84 she had scribed on his ass, still there and marking him. She clamped her eyes shut, and moaned loudly, forcing herself to pull her fingers away. Her pussy throbbed, and she made herself stand perfectly still, afraid that even the slightest friction from her underwear might make her cum. Breathing hard and shaking, she threw her pants in the washer and went to get a clean pair.Freshly attired, she went outside and sat on the patio, watching him dig. She wanted to cum badly,.