" What?" I demanded."I think you understand exactly what I am offering."I stared, you know, a stuck up, upper middle class bitch, who wouldn't want to...piss in her face? but Pippa, well, to be honest I just wanted to ram my straining cock deep in her sweet pink pussy."I don't know," I said, "It will be a lot of work." And a lot of fun," she added, "And Pippa hasn't had any cock for ages have you sweetie?" No Mistress," Pippa agreed."And you do like cock don't you?" the 'Mistress' asked."I like. When we got close to the end of the portage, I told Rob and Alex about our plan. "Joe and I are going to paddle on to Opeongo Store as soon as we get a campsite. We'll bring back dinner and breakfast for the crew. Rob, you will be in charge while I'm gone." OK Will. What do you want us to do while your gone?" Rob asked.I explained, "The usual. Get camp set up. Put up the bear bags. Get firewood collected to cook dinner. You can try your luck fishing on this lake. Even if we bring back food from. There were no things like counsellors for that sort ofbehaviour at that time. Even if there were, my parents would neverhave contemplated that sort of help. To them, I was just eitherstupid or bad and this sort of 'nonsense' had to be forced out of me,which of course, never was. In other words I was forced to change theway I felt and I can tell you it was difficult, no impossible. Isuppose as the years passed, and while I was still living with myparents as the only child, feelings like that had. Almost at least. I cupped her face and pushed my lips against her, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. The chemical fumes of the chloroform still lingered around her skin. I slid my hand under her top, I pulled her bra aside and played with her small breasts. Her nipple hardening.‘Well, well,’ I said.She mumbled something incoherent. Her head rolling from left to right. She was trying to regain consciousness. Well she could try. I would keep her groggy until we got home. I should’ve hoisted her.