Helen Turner sat at her vanity studying her face critically in the mirror. She was not unhappy with what she saw. Yes, she had a few laugh lines at th... corners of her eyes and at the corners of her mouth but otherwise she looked good for an old broad. A little make-up and she could pass for thirty even in bright light. Helen smiled for the first time since last Friday. Jake was banged up but with no permanent damage. He was his old self this morning. He even coaxed her into flashing her panties. For a moment I just stood there in Betty's bathroom pants round my ankles, in a kind of satisfied trance, the effects of a powerful climax slowly wearing off and, like a drunk sobering up, the realisation of what had just happened crept up on me."Fuck.....me" I whispered to the empty room.Later, down in the hallway, Betty bid me a goodbye and said she would see me first thing in the morning, thanking me for the work done so far, there was no mention of what she'd just done to me in her. The argument was in whispers due to an urgent 90 decibel hiss from Susan; and could probably still be heard in the next county. The yell from Susan when she ran out of hot water probably woke the whole town. Bill smiled to himself and decided to let them know the 5th Wheel only had a 10 gallon hot water tank. He was greeted with squealing, partially clothed teens when he walked into the kitchen/ living area for a cup of coffee He was almost trampled when they tried to rush past him to get to. I was glad for my parent's advice to keep care of myself and my appearance; I certainly stood out from the crowd! The busses arrived, and the great mass proceeded to stuff themselves in. Not in any particular hurry I moved to the back of the second bus, and made myself comfortable. As the bus packed, a rather pretty girl picked me out, and worked her way to the back to join me. She wore a rather tight leather miniskirt, a tank top, and a black leather jacket; the exception to the rule of.