Her usual wounded call&hellip,Hes being mean to me! &hellip,and the usual reply from mom. Son, be nice to your sister. My sister gave me a so there lo...k and wiggled her ass at me. Of course I mooned her and went back in my room. MOM, He mooned me!&hellip,.I hear mom and dad laugh and dad say: Did it hurt? my sister said her usual: Daaaaddy, be nice! Back to my dream girl. Sis was probably right , she (the prom queen to be girl) would never talk to me again, but I was enjoying the boner. Or maybe it was me that shifted.“Been drinking?” he asked with a grin.“Nope,” I answered truthfully, unsure if I would elaborate until the words come out of my mouth. “Dropped some E, though. And some acid. Kind of high.”“Cool,” was all he said as he led me slowly up the road, along with several other stragglers, all moving at different paces. I could already see the gears working in his brain. He was totally going to get some tonight. I only smiled, thinking the same thing as I glanced up at. Because this wasn’t going to be our base camp, breakfast this morning was quick and easy, oatmeal, and coffee. And if you wanted more, tough, take it or do without. Suzy rousted the camp up an hour before sunrise, and as the sun was hitting the horizon, we were on the trail.Today was supposed to be a hard riding day. We needed to put a lot of miles down and didn’t have time to fiddle around. This is why I was getting a little pissed at our camera expert. Edgar kept lagging back from the main. "No, but the rent's probably close," Matt said. His grin was adorable and made my stomach flip."You should see the place that Waters Realty gives me," he said. "They only give it to me because they couldn't rent it to anyone else. Slanted floors, dripping sinks, and a window that faces a brick wall."I offered him a glass of wine and to my relief, he accepted, which meant I could have one. I figured the wine would help settle my nerves a bit, and maybe even warm me up.I gave him the blanket I'd.