“Did you have enough to eat?” I burped, patted my midsection, and smiled. My belly was at maximum density.“Not another bite, I’m stuffed.” S...e inched closer and laid her head on my shoulder, the bill of her cap obscured her face.“Care for some tea and an after-dinner joint?”My stash of Liberty Mountain weed was enough to give a decent buzz to two bored and stranded hunters. As they used to say while I was in basic training, “Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em.”Relaxing a few feet from our hobo stove was. They were so cute that I decided they all would be in the program even though the plan was that we would only field eight at a time.I told them that there was going to be a lot of hard work and when they got good enough they could join the original eight on the field. I explained that the hard work included some very strenuous exercises and if it got to be too much for them I would let them drop out but that they could try again next year. After all cheerleading is really as much a sport as any. OF 3 FOOT , AT MORNING I WENT TO CYBER CAFE TO READ STORIES & NEAR ME WAS A BEAUTIFULL GIRL FROM SOUTH AFRICA & HER NAME WAS SHINA BOUCHER , I WAS READING STORY & SHE WAS CHATING , AFTER SOME TIME I LOOKED AT YR PC & SHE WAS WATCHING ADULT MOVIE & WAS TOUCHING YR PUSSY , & EVEN I WAS READING STORIES & AFTER SEEING HER I ALSO TOCUHED MY DICK , SHE SMILED ME & SAID HI I M SHINA FROM SOUTH AFRICA I SAID HELLO I M FROM HERE , SHE SHAKED HAND WITH ME & SAID U HAVE NICE BODY , I SAID THANKS , SHE. The look vanished a moment later and she agreed, "That leaves us fifty-eight. Don't dally."Wade dipped his paddle in the water. Mara followed his example, and the little flotilla disbanded."Arrr! Off to Blood Island, Lass!"Mara groaned and shook her head at Wade's pirate imitation. The island where campsite fifty-three was located looked especially inviting from the water. It had a sand and pebble beach that stretched far out into a shallow spot of the lake, perfect for swimming. The trees.