“I’m okay.”“Shit!“ yelped Sam, stepping back. “This is going all wrong!”Karla stuck her head out of the sleeping bag and sat up. She tri...d to fold the bag around her naked shoulders.“What’s wrong?” she asked.“Everything!“ shouted Sam. She turned to face me. Her jeans were on, but not zipped or buttoned. Pale, white skin glowed between the dull brass teeth of the zipper. I tore my eyes off of her mons and lifted them to her angry face. “We’re not going home, Bob! We’re just not!”“Sam,” said. Anita felt Alicia's breath on her neck and Bobby's hands on her body. She turned her head to the side to see her friend. Alicia began kissing the back of Anita's neck. Anita closed her eyes, feeling Alicia's round breasts pressed against her back and her warm tongue on her skinAlicia caught Anita's eyes, staring into them. Bobby slowed down his pace as he watched them kissing for the first time. Anita opened her mouth to accept Alicia's tongue. Anita couldn't concentrate on both activities at. He was simultaneously dangerous looking and highly attractive. His soft grey eyes were a high contrast to the deep tan skin and rigid jawline. Jenna noticed the faded black ink peeking out of the neckline of his fitted t-shirt and covering his muscular forearms. Some were colorful detailed artwork, others were crude amateurish sketches. Clearly the level of pain involved in allowing someone to carve a needle into his flesh like that spoke of his tolerance for pain. Jenna walked over to him and. He would return it and pay what he owed on it just as soon as he got settled somewhere. Inside the trailer were the keys to Scott's new career as a commercial photographer.Photography had once been his hobby and he had invested thousands of dollars in equipment. His pride and joy was the huge special tank for developing color film. Scott had paid almost thirty thousand for that one piece of equipment and had been shocked to learn that on the used market he would be lucky to get six thousand for.