Go ahead, tell me what you think." Well, I think it was -- primitive. And, sure, the noise scared me a couple of times. But, jeez, Sandy, there's a bi... difference between being startled, momentarily, by a sudden noise, and being threatened by a 95 mile-per-hour fastball coming at your head." You mean, because one instance of being frightened was clearly only a lab experiment." Well. I mean, I wasn't in any real danger from your noisemaker -- what the hell was making that noise, anyway?" It was. I wasn't sure if this was Jim just tugging on the strings of my own exhibitionist fantasies, or if it might be for his own, or Steve's erotic benefit. But, it didn't matter to me. If Steve came over and saw me, I'd enjoy it, and I think Jim would enjoy showing me off, and I'm sure Steve would enjoy seeing me. So, all in all, it was good for everyone.I undressed in the bedroom and threw all my clothes in the dirty clothes hamper, burying my panties at the bottom. Then, yelling down to Jim, I. When I woke it was to see Cassie watching me, “um...”She hesitated, “I need to pee.”I looked around and let her go and slipped off the bedroll. I helped her up and we moved away and I watched for her and then went. I pulled her to the creek and washed her messy pussy and she smiled. I got dressed and found a long shirt for her and slipped it on her. I rolled up the sleeves and gave her a kiss.I dug into one pack and found leather and marked the outline of her feet. Next I began cutting the. Among her favorites was the fairy princess costume she had worn the first time she had truly let the boys fully participate in her tale, a present when they turned 11; they had been the three musketeers sent to save the princess from an evil witch, having believed they had found her, it turned out to be the witch, transformed to look like the princess; the musketeers could only kill the witch by simultaneously and continuously impaling her with their swords through her face, bottom front and.