“Can Dammit sleep with me?” she asked. Dammit had spent the majority of time sitting or lying beside Brenda’s legs while she tried to think up l...es, and Bob told her stories that were true, but which she thought were lies.“That dog sleeps wherever she wants to,” said Bob. “You can invite her, but don’t get your hopes up.”Brenda stood up and stretched. Her muscles felt sore, but it was a good kind of sore. She went to the opening of her tent and called the dog, which ran happily to her and sat. "I'm going to give you a choice, Beth. I will be back at 10, in that big black truck over there. When you come out, you can get in your car and go home, and I will never bother you again, when I come in. If you come and get in the black truck, you better not be wearing a bra or panties. No discussion, No argument. I can promise that you won't lose your virginity tonight. Everything else can and probably will happen. I'll let your imagination work on that one. Make the choice that is best for. She had already passed out drinking one peg. She was lying down on the bed. Iyer watched her small, firm boobs moving up and down. He kissed her lips and pressed her boobs over her western dress.Daya thought it was Jethalal. She was slowly murmuring in sleep. “Tapu k papa nahi pleej. Yaha nahi please koi ajayega” (Tapus father! Not here please. If anyone sees us?)Iyer wasn’t listening. He pulled her top fully and exposed her white netted bra that Jethalal had made her wear. Iyer began kissing. “Maria, you need a good young lesbian fuck.” One of mom’s friends says.“Kelly did you hear that?” Alexis says as we lay there listening.“Yea they are trying to get mom laid by a young lesbian.” I say giggling cuddling her.“I say we set up an email and email one of them.” Alexis suggests.“Good idea lets do it now.” I say as we go to the computer.In the living room, one of mom’s friends’ phone buzzes“Hey I have an email from a girl offering a good time, and she sent a picture.”“Oh wow she’s hot.”.