Very smart for a ninteen year old kid. We ate lunch at a restaurant Danny suggested. The food was amazing local cosine at a reasonable rate. Everythin... worked out great. My wife told Danny to pack and meet us at the RV in the campground we were staying in. Danny bounced off to get her things. “Are we doing the right thing?” I asked the missus. “I sure hope so,” my wife sighed. Danny came back with a bundle and an old suitcase. We showed her where to store clothes for the trip and I put the. I can't do justice to how good she was atkissing. She loved everything about it, as did I . It was even fun to gether hair caught in our mouths, and very sexy when she would brush it awaywith her hand. She still wore the gloves, and the stockings. I'm a suckerfor stockings. I had probably mentioned that fact to Tim during one ofour boy-to-boy discussions of women and what we liked about them.Tabitha's just felt so fucking dood against any part of me that theytouched."What next?" I asked. They don’t leave scars. I have made things that let me have them jab into me anytime I need to escape from what happens to me. I want to suck your dick because I don’t have to make stab needles into myself to do it.”I gave her gloves and tossed the others some to put on, and said, “Needles can be dangerous, as the three infected places on your legs prove. People use alcohol wipes to clean the area before injections for a reason. Use these gloves instead of your fingernails. I have something. "Let's find somewhere a bit more private ... " So we drive on, seeking a suitably beautiful and secluded place in the countryside.After inspecting a few not very good locations, I park in a leafy layby on a road through some woods. We kiss and cuddle some more, like teenage lovers, and then, holding hands, we wander down a pretty path before departing from the track into the woods until we find a hidey-hole where we feel safe from being seen by anyone. Luckily I brought a blanket to put on the.