The woman’s eyes had judged her.“My little pizda,” she had said, ”follow me”. She had led Eve down a dimly lit hall way, lined with richly ...olored portraits of busty women and murals of beautiful rustic landscapes. Finally, they came to a room with a glow from the bursting fire in the middle. Many naked couples glistened with sweat as some threw buckets of water against the walls of red brick, causing clouds of steam to fill the room. The intense heat that accompanied the steam made Eve. I had studied the mighty Mississippi in school, seen pictures showing this huge body of water, at some places close to a mile wide. I was so disappointed when we actually crossed over it. The river appeared to be about half a mile wide but in the middle of the city did not seem very impressive. What was more interesting was that we were just outside of Busch Stadium, the home of the Cardinals, and if we looked north we could see the Gateway Arch.When we got there and I told him this was it; he. Later I changed the topic by asking “so, what’s the plan?” she smiled and gave an erotic look and said “what plan! Just lots of cuddling, squeezing, stroking…. Ha ha” we both laughed and she asked me to go and get fresh up till she prepared lunch for us. I went to fresh-up, as I came and look she was in the kitchen preparing food I went there and helped her with the chores, she was open minded and straight forward, she used to make lots of fun and made me laugh. Then she asked me “so, is this. I’m less than 20 yards away now from the hut, and though deep down I already knew what was going on, when I actually see it, I’m still shocked, nevertheless. My father is leant against the outside wall of the shed, his trousers around his ankles and Katie is crouched on her hunches in front of him. Her mouth has encircled his erect penis and is sucking the life out of him.Jesus! Not again! I pull away momentarily, leaning against the large tree I’m now stood behind, wondering what the fuck to.