" She chuckled, "just perfect. I'll drop by the Torture Boutique tomorrow to pick up everything we'll need." Oh, don't worry about that," Kathy offere.... "Grand Dad gave me a thousand dollar gift certificate when he brought the new dildos," she waved her hand toward the line of gleaming chrome riding machines, "and that should be more than enough."And I'm sure Christi would just love to come with me," she winked at the pretty brunette who still dangled by her wrists with big lead sinkers. Chelsea is a big ol’ country girl from Nebraska. She volunteered for this camp as a way to combat the extreme homesickness she’s been feeling since moving away to college this year from her parent’s dairy farm. Coming in at around 180 pounds, Chelsea never had the looks to be a mean girl like Barbara, no she had to make it the old-fashioned way with personality. As such she is one of the sweetest, most kind and generous human beings you ever met.In her own way, Chelsea's also hot, especially. But this time, I spit on my hands, then rubbed them together. I massaged her foot again this time with saliva which helped somewhat. I pulled her toes and my sister moaned again as I did. Now I wasnt sure of what to do. I went on my stomach and leaned my face beside my sisters feet. I then started with her right foot, spitting, licking, and kissing it. I started by placing my tongue on the middle of my sisters foot, then licking all over it. I used as much saliva as possible trying to moist the. I giggled, and started to saysomething naughty but she looked at me and said, well almost every need. We sat in the evening air and sipped our drinks. The more I looked ather, the more I wanted to be her. Self confident and assured, a stunningface and figure, and a smile that could light up any room. Ohh, how Ireally wanted to be her. But I could not say a word about that and justgrinned from time to time. About that time my three friends stopped by the able and crudelyintroduced.