"Did he say he loves you yet?" I asked, not really wanting to sound mean, but maybe it did."He does love me!" Heather made a little face."Okay," I shr...gged."I wish I had a boyfriend," Debbie sighed.Debbie was tall and skinny, with black hair and deep eyes. She wasn't really pretty, but if I had to guess, I'd bet that when she was like 18 or 19 maybe, she'd be the prettiest out of all of us. She just needed more time. I'd grown up fast between the time I was thirteen and fifteen, almost full. 'I closed my eyes, wanting no other senses to encroach on this than the feeling of her mouth engulfing me. It was my turn to groan.Too soon she let my cock fall from her mouth. 'You're a virgin aren't you.'I didn't answer and didn't need to. I was lying there like a piece of wood, too scared to do anything in case I killed the magic.She crawled up my body and kissed me, the oaky taste from the condom reminding me of illicit woodland fires from my youth. I reached up and ran my hands along her. Monica's letter arrived the following week, so I knew at least two of us would be together. At the last minute Carla had changed her mind, something about her relatives in Arizona, so no matter what happened she wouldn't be with us next year.As for Tommy and Dan, well, Tommy yes, Dan no. I almost fell off my chair when he said he'd applied to MIT and Cal Tech instead of UVa. Shouldn't have been a surprise with his math and physics grades, I guess, but it was.I celebrated Valentine's Day in the. We came to the rough, rocky and debris strewn patch that my brother’s wives didn’t ever want to walk or ride past and kept going. We dismounted and led our horses and the mule on foot through the rocks and scrabble. We would have taken the riverbed, but, as we had found from previous trips with the rest of our group, it was too deep to ford.The horses balked a bit, the mule seemed more like a cat. He ignored us and just kept going. Once we had cleared the obstacles of rocks and various pieces.