Made it to his face. Leaning down. Kissing. His tongue plunged into her mouth like his cock at her other mouth. Equals. Pleasure like down there. Plea...ure simmering. Boiling. Exploding.As if his body let go of his mind, and maybe hers as well, they’d been bouncing against each other. Demanding release. Taking over. Explosion. He felt it at his heart. As if it would explode. Somehow letting it. Should have been scary but wasn’t. Explosion. One last giant beat. Sending blood everywhere. Blood and. In the mountain cool air her nipples constantly poked out through the thin nylon racing suits. Dave and, his son, Ted were both well aware of Trina's assets.The fathers and Scoutmasters finished off one of Trina's pies and Ted took the other one to the plywood food store box by his tent. The cool nights would keep it until tomorrow.The next morning Dave found Ted and asked him to ride up to the Girl Scout Camp with him. He needed to talk with “Mrs. K” again about the emergency response system.. There was a lot of talk about how much they all missed me and was I really feeling better after being shot. I found out then that no one knew where I had been shot, just that I had been shot and injured by the tearing metal of the partition at the urinal. I promised them that someday some of them might see where I was shot. Then the topic of discussion became, where I was shot and a lot of guesses were thrown out there, and I just smiled. Finally, about 9:30 everyone was packing up to leave. I. I’d love to see anyone else get as much done as I’ve done in just a few months. Hell, today I must’ve signed 100 laws. I doubt any president—especially Obama—did this much in a few mere months.I have to fix this. I just have to out-think them. I’m a thinker, so it’s just a matter of time before I figure it out. I’m like some sort of mad genius—no, a stable genius—so it’s just a matter of time until I figure out how to beat them.He watched with amusement. Fox didn’t always get it right, but.