I wanted Max and Mat to meet. I was willing to let nature run its course. I also invited Nowell Holmes and his squeeze.After dinner we all met in the ...lassroom for a general bull session. I noticed Max, Nowell and Mat in a deep huddle.Mary/Fran, Maria, and Nancy prepped breakfast. Maria and Nancy would join us if we ate at 6:00 AM.Kit broke out the air mattresses. The squadron would stay here for the night. It was only 9:00 PM, we all headed for bed.Joe told me that he would have some things to. A jolt rocked her body as Pete’s finger scrayped across something at the top of her slit. Her mind told her that was what all the girls talked about, that was where they wanted to be touched.“God, right there!” His fingers fumbled for a couple of seconds, then hit it again. “Yeah, there! Hard!” Cassie grabbed his wrist, held it so he wouldn’t move it away. Pete started rubbing furiously.Shocks flowed through Cassie’s body. Her pussy spasmed, the muscles in her belly tightened as she tried to. They couldn't afford a sitter for us after school so we were left alone to fend for ourselves. We could, however get U.S. programs on our little TV, but they were mostly cartoon or westerns in those days. My favorite show, “Annie Oakley” revolved around a tough young pioneer woman who could ride horse, shoot and lasso as well as any man. In the most memorable episode, Annie was chasing a thieving barroom-dancing girl, making her getaway on a stolen horse. Using her roping skills while galloping. Then she leaned down and took a deep whiff. “Oh my God, you smell good.” She moved closer and inhaled again.It was at that moment I heard the front door open. I only usually lock it when I’m either going to be out or heading to bed for the night. The first thing to run through my mind was that Faith had come back because she forgot something. The idea of her catching us like this made me feel ambivalent. Fear shot through me like a cold arctic blast, and right on the heels of that emotion was a.