How we get down the mountain, I cannot say, the memories are lost in a haze of mist and panicked shrieks. Amy stumbles over every root, shouting prof...nities and beating against his body. I take my violence and shock out on every inanimate object I can find, and by the time we see the glowing lights of the log vacation home my knuckles are a bloody pulp of torn skin and roaring nerves. I am crying. We both compose ourselves before knocking on the cabin door. I wipe the dirt off of my face. As the door to his room closed behind us, he bent down and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. As we broke, “Wow” was all I could say. Brent was 6 foot three to my 5 foot eight. I looked him over real good. The best I could come up with was that he was just tall, dark and handsome. About 5 years my junior, our night had just begun. Man, was he hot!Brent came close to me. I slid my hand past his waist and cupped his hardening basket. He returned the favor and rubbed my cock and balls through my. It's rent free, by the way.'They entered a large living room with a Mexican-style fireplace bulging out of the corner. The floors were wood — old, random-width oak. The white stucco walls and high, wide windows overlooking the valley made the room, with its wooden roof beams and white stucco ceiling, seem even larger. It was beautiful. Through the front windows, Sara could see rolling hills dotted with trees and low bushed. Somehow, she couldn't see the parking lot from here."I'll bet you could. She touched my arm a lot when we talked and sometimes rubbed my back or shoulders. I just know she caught me looking at her tits more than once and she never called me on it. Before Jimmy and his dad left I had a moment alone with Mrs K. and I told her if she needed any help with anything while they were gone I would be glad to help her. She said I was sweet and that I could check in with her on Monday and she might have something for me to do. (She did not work – Mr K. was a very successful.