Your husband is watching unfolding events with a broad grin and his usual stiff member waving in the air…you love to see it so again! There is a tap...on the door, your naked husband opens the door to a young lad carrying a tray of drinks. He swiftly takes in the total nakedness of all, and the strong sexual atmosphere and smell. Joy! He has a very broad smile on his face, pure desire! Wait, though, you know him, he is the lad you fucked during the last visit to the hotel. He is smiling broadly. Jessica is a young version of her lovely mother, the only difference between her and her mother was the 30 year age difference. Jessica's mother, at age 45, was long since exempt from the National Female Culling Act and the State meat Lottery, she was one of the lucky ones to never be called.Jessica at the table, brother to her left, father at the head of the table, empty spot to her right where her mother will be shortly, all ready to enjoy the freshly cooked girl-bacon sizzling in the frying. And I get that. But I'm not playing third wheel here. You two figure it out then let me know."Neil reached the dorms and knocked. He didn't really have to, according to the rules the girls should expect counselors after breakfast, but he didn't want to wander into anything. A girl he didn't recognize opened the door. "Everyone decent?" he asked with a grin.She rolled her eyes and left the door open, wandering back into the room.The dorm smelled like perfume, hairspray, air freshner and the camp. I get a room on the strip, and call home to let the family know how and where I was. Mom suggests I get in touch with family friends that lived close by and gave me the phone number to Ernest. Ernie is one of the reasons for my planned stop. We had fooled around a bit before I had entered the service. Actually, I lost my virginity to him when I poked him in the ass five years before. Now that I am out of the military and don't have to worry about Uncle Sam's, "Don't ask, don't tell" policy I am.