Myfamily had actually made plans for a holiday in Goa, but I was reluctant as goaisn’t exactly a place to go with family. But then my cousins decide... to comelong and so I also agreed after their convincing.So it was me and my parentsalong with my cousins Shweta and Divya, and their parents.Now about my cousins Shweta is a year elder to me and Divyais a year younger. Both of them look really cute and have awesome bodies. Divyawas comparatively thinner but still very curvy, while Shweta was of. “Ok,” she said, “friends.” I had to hold myself back and not run around the room whooping and hollering. ‘Friends’ was a good start. I gave her hand a slight squeeze. “Thank you, that means a lot to me.” It was time for some sort of grand gesture. I raised my glass and held it towards her. “A toast,” I announced formally, “to us.” She finally looked at me properly and this time there was no doubting the smile on her face. She lifted her glass and chinked it against mine and repeated, “to us.” I. Daddy was already outside mowing. We noticed he must have been parched since he was standing under the only tree in the yard trying to cool down. I grabbed all of us some lemonade and sunscreen and we headed out to the pool. I put the lemonade on the table and yelled to Dad about it as Kelly grabbed the sunscreen.We decided to give daddy a little show while he mowed, so I started rubbing sunscreen on Kelly’s shoulders, then my hands roamed down her back, rubbing the side of her body before. Few wagons take this trail because the Rio Grande crossing is very tricky for wagons. We’ve enough spare horses to help pull any wagons out of soft sand so we take it as it’s much shorter and it saves a few days travel once we get across the wide riverbed. It’s slow going across the river but well worth the effort on reaching the other trail.The wagon train is about a day or so north of San Diego when we hear some shooting to the east of us. This is a very open area so Jesus is fast in forming.