Trish brought me some wine and had Linda sit on one side of me.I gulped down the wine and Trish filled it. I got tipsy quick.Trish got up and started ... slow dance.As she mover her hips back and forth she slid down her shorts, revealing her tiny panties.My shaft started to grow.Trish moved some more and teased me. She almost took off hr top.As I watched, Linda slid her hand down my pants. My shaft was hard and big.Trish slid off her top and Lind dropped won in front of me and helped slide off my. "Paula Breckenridge, a classmate working as the waitress, pressed her lips together and glared at Bob. Without saying anything she walked angrily to the bar and ordered the beer for Bob. When the bartender handed it to her he said, "Paula, remember you don't have to put up with obnoxious assholes. He's been hitting them pretty heavy since he got here. Tell him he has to slow down or I'll cut him off. It sure sounds as if he is pissed about something. Woman problems?"Paula sighed and grimaced. I pulled back, and leaned against the tree widening my legs.She slid into them and I wrapped my arms around her waist.She rested her hands on mine as we watched the sun fall.. About the longest greatest picnic ever. It was about 6 when we finally spoke again after we lay there for 30 minutes. I, just stroking her soft, little hands with my thumbs. Her head on my chest. I could smell her wonderful hair. The tinge of strawberries with a hint of kiwi.I couldn't take it anymore. It was like. In evening, when dad came along with whiskey. I did not surprise as it was a regular routine. I cooked the food while he was drinking. He asked me to sit beside me as he was feeling loneliness. He talked about here and there and then suddenly became emotional. I asked what happened, he said we do not have money more and already have taken from others. So the situation is getting worst and worst.He was cursing himself, how he got the addiction and deprived me of your mother. I felt humiliation.