What she did was look at it, and then look at me, then look at it again, then look back at me, kept going back and forth like that for maybe two, thre... minutes. Then she handed it back to me."Harry," she says, "let's go for a walk, OK?" Well, that sounded pretty good to me, even though she said it kind of flat. See, she was sharing the tent with some other girls, and besides the tents were a little crowded together and, being they were tents, you could hear from one to the next one pretty. “I was new here and just nineteen. My sexy Uncle Jack took my cherry when Inwas just f******n and I loved to fuck ever since. Guess I left home as I couldn,t find any local guys with cocks to keep me happy and one of my first fucks here in Chicago occasionally took part in dirty films so introduced me to the people who make the films. As I had no qualms about stripping off, giving blow jobs or being fucked during my audition plus I,ve had lesbian relations so they signed me on to do three films. Once there, I lay down and slept for about five hours. Shit, I still didn't know what magnetism was or looked like, but I did know that I wanted nothing to do with it! I had a lot of questions for my mentors the next time I talked to them. I was happy when I remembered that the full moon was due in five more days.We fooled around for the rest of the day and left for the next town the next morning. We had plenty of time to get there, so we did not push the horses. We arrived at the town the day. " I'm talking about whiskey..." Brad said.Whiskey! Perhaps it would help... at least it might dull things a little for her."All right... I'll have a drink!" Charity said with decision."It'll help..." It was Brad, again; he put an arm under her shoulders and lifted her to a sitting position. Thrusting the glass into her hand, he slopped cheap bourbon into it. "Sorry... no mixer... no ice... just drink it neat!"She sipped. The fiery liquid burned her throat, and she made a wry face. "UUugh!" Come.