"Look at the boobs on this girl. And real hips, sexy hips. And a trim waistline. And those legs."Uh, yeah, I'm fifteen. Just turned fifteen." We moved...here from Chicago, my parents separated and Mom had to go back to work, she's at one of the big hospitals here. So, we moved here and I had to leave my boyfriend behind in Chicago. How about you?" Yeah, mine's divorced, about five years ago. No girlfriend, just me."We talked a bit about our Moms, they were at different hospitals, then she rolled. The pervert guy: I bet your husband doesn’t spit on your pussy. That’s why you picked up this habit, huh (Wiping his face).I decided to walk away from him without causing any drama. Because there was anger building up inside me after hearing those insulting comments straight to my face.When I turned my back at him, he spanked me and joked, “That’s right bitch! Go finger your pussy”.Almost immediately, I decided to trick that scoundrel using my charm and then humiliate him in front of everyone.. Can you show me,” he asked shyly, his dark eyes boring into my own.Did my ears deceive me? Was I getting this? Was this amazingly hot 18-year-old guy asking me to do him?“I want to be able to get as much as I can out of this”, He said with an evil smile, “I’m so fucking horny all the time I just want to be able to get off without jerking off all the time.This was a dream come true. I had been lusting after this boy for so long that I almost hesitated. Of course, I quickly realized that I was. “I’ve found something that you need to look at.”“What is it?” I enquired quickly, putting aside my trenching tool and glancing about as I spoke in the hope of spotting Gloria. “Where are you?”“I’m in the woods to the right of our line of march,” Gloria replied. “If you head straight for the trees from where we set up camp, you’ll spot a game trail. I’m up it by about two hundred yards. Oh, and I found a skeleton.”I slung my carbine and headed out, following Gloria’s directions to the letter. I.