One old and one so-called student. A dark-haired pretty girl. As it happened the 2 I had least hopes for lasted longest. One of the middle-aged women ...as asked a question in the first round that required a particular city as an answer and she gave a country! Silly cunt! And that was in the easiest round!The other one did survive to the 3rd round but did not seem to understand the banking part of the game and let a large sum of money slip away and so was voted out too. Now we had 4 men against 2. STOP, STOP, Bristol cried as her Dad kissed her neck. She continued to protest but there was little she could do as she lay tight between them. Her Mom and Dad continued to kiss her, running their hands over her sweet young body. Quickly her protests weakened. The cabin, the warm glow of the fire, the feeling of togetherness in the wilderness, her parents had chosen the perfect place. Bristol couldnt believe this was happening. She felt the uncontrollable urges. She kissed her Mom. She kissed. "He paused and flicked his gaze from one of her dark blue eyes to theother trying to read her thoughts. The sun sparkled on her flowing honeyblonde hair and he sighed at how lovely she was. She smiled at his innocence, this gentle almost girlish boy man. A smallflutter of fear warred with the desire. She wanted him, but not in anyway he had ever considered, of that she had little doubt. "Do you recall Paul, the day we first met here some months ago?" Shepaused waiting for him to nod."Yes of. One would think it odd that a married woman with a teenage daughter would be applying her make-up well into the evening on Saturday, especially since her husband was at work. It had become a ritual for her as she waited for Tiffany to return from her date with Jason. But the door slamming and the hurried footsteps snapped her out of her reverie. Jumping from her chair, Mrs. Jenson ran to her bedroom door just in time to see Tiffany storm by."Honey, what's the matter?"When Tiffany didn't answer,.