Please, think of sometime you'd like to see. It could be any time, even from your own past if you wish. But first, just ask one of my other wives what...the date is. Do it when they are separated, then ask another and see if they don't say the same thing."Tara took that challenge when Ginny came in the room to ask me where they were going to sleep."Ginny," Tara asked "What is the date?" It's May 17th", she said in reply."And the year?" Tara responded."Why 1877, of course. That's a silly. "How is that" he asked. "It's....very nice" Was all I could manage to say, weakly and under my breath. I began to stroke his dick up and down slowly, keeping a steady firm grip. He let out an approving moan and shifted further down the seat. I looked back up at him, he smiled and gave another nod to his dick, and that was all I needed. Slowly I leaned over until his dick was right in front of my face. It looked even bigger so close to my face, and I licked my lips. "This is it" I thought, as I. In order to cover their asses, both Pete and Lisa had made 'official' requests for outings; Pete saying that his cabin had wanted to see the damage at the girls' camp while Lisa's cabin was supposed to paddle to Hawker's Cove to see the new lodge a family of beavers had been building. Pete's group, supposedly having further to paddle, had packed most of the gear the night before and had left right after breakfast.Cabin 7 would spend the morning packing enough food for the overnight, their. As Clark was turning to go back inside, Brother Matthew appeared from the outhouse. “Good morning, Clark. What a beautiful morning. By the way, I’m impressed with the privy and the running water.”Clark smiled. “It’s not exactly my best architectural achievement, but I’ll take the compliment.”After a hearty breakfast of fresh eggs, Sally and Katie began preparing a picnic basket and other things to take up to the mountain peak, while Clark took Brother Matthew on a tour outside the cabin with.