What the fuck? Why am I making excuses for this brat? She broke up my perfect relationship with my perfect boyfriend!Then it dawned on me ... what if ...t wasn't her fault? What if it was Luke's idea?So I locked myself in my room. People who were leaving the party were looking for me to say thanks for throwing it, but got Rachel's "thanks for coming, have a great summer!" in response to "where's Lauren?"I had changed into boxers and a tank top, and was crying to my mother in her huge king size. At least this time we have a warm home to return to.Preparation for the winter had begun a month previous, and we have been collecting wood ready cut for the fires. All the thick branches taken from the trees, which were felled for lumber, have been cut up, and distributed to each individual's home. I made use of the chain-saw, since the logs I had to cut for our fire was quarter the size the others. Then they had to be axe split so they would be small enough to be fed into the fire. That was. The decent was more interesting then the climb, as there were no hand holds apart from a rope they had strung up the middle of the stair case. Fred opted to climb down on all fours backwards. Dignity doesn't matter to the dead!The rest of the morning was spent exploring. Fred had chosen not to hire a guide, as family tradition was just to wander around at your own pace. You may learn less, but it's much more fun. They climbed up inside the main structure, after which Fred decided losing a few. As he moved closer, he could see her moisture seeping from her. He ran his cheek down the inside of her thigh and when his face made actual contact with her, he thrust his tongue out and, with perfect aim or blind luck, found the opening to her pussy.That was more than young Janet could take. When she felt his tongue enter her, she lost control of herself. A wave of emotion flooded over her, unlike anything she had ever experienced. She almost screamed, both in surprise and in pleasure, but.