Could he really teach me enough so I could convince Sammy to let me sleep with her? Even though I had just come, my peter was halfway hard by the time...I got back to camp. Were Sammy and I old enough to do something like this? Should we try it?After dinner Penny, Heather and Sammy went off for some girl talk. Brandon hung out with Mr. and Mrs. Baer. Andy and I sat out on the edge of the rock overlooking the bay in front of our campsite. We talked for nearly two hours, watching the sun set in. Seeing this as an open invitation Sam continued moving the vibrator down over the fabric of Cat's skirt and between her legs.Cat picked her head up suddenly, eyes wide."Sam! That's my no-no square!" she exclaimed.Sam froze for a moment. "Do you want me to stop?" she asked, quietly, hoping that she didn’t want her to stop.Cat found herself shaking her head adamantly as she looked at the blonde, hoping that she wouldn’t stop even if she had asked her to. Sam hesitated before continuing, lifting. We did start getting a flood of new Acquila peasants wanting to settle in the now safe and secure river valley. Most had been formerly freeholders on their old ancestral lands but were now suddenly bound nearly in slavery to new absentee noble landowners from a foreign land. They were given good fertile lands all along the river valley and the sworn Oath of low but fair taxation and in time became a most valued class of yeomen, always prepared with arms to fend off any invader to protect their. The only difference is whoever you vote for is in for some doggy style loving!” I announced.I released Chris and handed out sheets of cardboard and some markers.“O.K. now vote for the one you want to get fucked by a dog, you have 10 seconds, if you do not vote, you will be tied down and O’Toole will fuck you. So get writing!” I instructed.They all looked each order. Chris was the first to start writing then they all followed. They quickly finished writing down a name. They all looked at me.