"You have very beautiful skin Wynne" he said, looking deep into hereyes. "And such great hair. Longer than your sisters, yes?"Wynne smiled back at him...and silently giggled, tossing her hair in anonly partially ironic way. Lana was right, this was quite fun. It wasnice to be complimented, and she could play along as much or as littleas she wanted. She needed to ease into the flirting. Just a little todayto get her confidence back after the issue with her skin, she toldherself.Rising on to tip. After the town of Orange Walk, the road became rather curvy, as if it were dodging obstructions. Indeed, we were driving through an area of many scattered lakes and ponds. We passed through Coroxalito and continued on. At Maskall we took a rest and switched drivers.Bumpy ... it's called bumpy ... after Maskall. All the way to Lucky Strike the road was pits and caverns, The triplets became ... unsettled."I wish we had brought April with us," Wendy said."She wanted to stay in Carmen," I said."She. I held the stream for a second, and grabbed the back of his head. I pulled him closer, above the toilet bowl, and pulled his jaw open with my other hand.The stream started again, and he flinched when it hit his tongue. A moment later, though, I’d let go of him and he was thirstily swallowing my piss like a dying man in the desert. I’d taken a lot of my own dad’s piss, especially when I was newly turned, and gulped it down like water. It was an amazing feeling to see it now from my dad’s. I started with three guys and had a crew of twenty after only three months, but that was as big as I needed to be to bid any job that didn't require blasting type demolition. We did machine assisted hand jobs. Those twenty brick busters became the crew of losers that kept hanging more and more at my place.The reason, of course, was Wendy. She loved playing hostess to the crew. They were her kind of guys - hard-up, very horny, and couldn't get laid in a two-bit whorehouse if they walked around.