I would have given a lot to see what they were doing.There I was just a few feet away from them, with just a thin partition of wood separating us and ... couldn't see a thing. They were fucking, I was now aware of it, and they were doing it just on the other side of the wall, this thought sent shivers throughout my body. It was at that moment that I got the idea of the hole. If I were to drill a small hole through the wall, I told myself, a very small hole, the size of a pencil would be enough,. The darts were six feet long and three inches in diameter. The darts weighed nearly 20 pounds, each, so they packed quite a punch.The ballista was serviced by a crew of three, an aimer, a loader, and a shooter. This worked out pretty good, since it took three people to pull the heavy damned thing. The new plan was for the ballista, with its crew of three, to accompany three or four hunters, with crossbows, pulling the empty cart which was to return loaded with meat.This plan would probably have. My medium length blond hair was mussed from the trip. I pulled my 23 inch belly in just a bit below my 37DD breasts."Would Kevin be interested?" I wondered. "Of course," my mind answered. I had never met a guy that didn't want to use me. My hand wandered down to my belly and then lower into the light blond hair between my legs. My 35 inch hips began to move in gentle undulations as my finger touched my clit."Ohhhhhhh God, I need to cum!" I moaned.Laying on the bed my legs opened. My fingers. The results of the election would be announced at the dance. I had a decision to make about who I was going to take to the senior ball. I think that was the easiest decision I ever made."Greg, who are you going to ask to the senior ball?" Well Sarah, I haven't made my mind up yet." (big lie)I let her stew for a whole day before I told her that I had decided many months ago that she would be my date. She gave me a slug in my shoulder and threatened to withhold sex from me until after the ball..