Sweat and the heat cakedmuch of it to his face. Loose strands swayed back and forth with theongoing thumping motion. The hair partially blocking his...line of sight.The strands brushed his lips and some had even worked their way into hismouth adding to the dryness it felt.The girls had come out to bathe them again. Perhaps when it was histurn, he could get some water. He'd held out this long, but it wasbecoming unbearable.Cutter recognized one of the girls from the gas station at the edge. He continue to show me small guidance, but this time his hands resting on my inner thighs started to tap in rhythm to the strings I am pulling. However, I started to feel his fingers are inching closer and closer towards my pussy, but suddenly stop and begin stroking downwards. I was actually wearing a mini skirt with tight top. I look like a schoolgirl with lots of nasty desires, yet shy and quiet. I felt like this teasing is killing me, I might beg or do anything he wanted to be pleasured or. But those two days went too fast.Sean had his usual shitty attitude when he picked Lea up and strapped her into the car seat, “I’m not sure I like my daughter being here alone with you, old man. Shelby could have waited ‘til I got here.” As pleasantly as he could muster, Don responded, “She was expecting you two hours ago. She waited as long as she could, but she needs her job and doesn’t want to risk it by being late… especially when it’s not her fault. Try to be on time next time.” . ’ I got in a comfortable position and turned the knob for a thousand yards. If I did find a target I’d have to wing it for the over-distance. I started at the rocks and slowly moved up and to the left, looking carefully at every inch of the terrain. Finally I saw an anomaly, a straight line. Deciding it was the barrel of the VC sniper’s, rifle I moved the aiming point slightly for where his head should be located in relation to the barrel. I was assuming he was right handed … if not, I’d miss..