All of us were happy to be back in the saddle and on our way early the next morning. The trip was just boring, and our complaining about being feasted...on for two nights did nothing to speed up the journey. The glamour of being a Hero was fading rather quickly at this point. Funny how I didn’t remember any tales like this in the stories I had read.We spent two more days on the road before we abruptly came to the river. We were on a plateau that overlooked it some hundred feet below. It was a. You noticed that she had shaved all of her fanny hairs off and you could see every little fold of her cunt, it was beautiful you thought and her nipples were always nice and full, sticking out in the breeze. Jen always rushed to rub your cream on before any of the other girls and you liked it as she took her time and it was soothing and so sexy. You generally stood up and with your arms raised and just let her get on with it but this time she said. Why don’t you lay down Erin so I can do you. There were a couple of stalls, a couple of urinals, and a shower area that was wide open with shower heads all around the wall. Most of the time, these young kids have an issue with the wide open shower, especially when they are the age of Tim and Joey. I also admit that I expected a church group to be slightly more conservative, and that it make take some adjustments for them to get comfortable. I was wrong! The boys didnt seem to have a problem at all. We stepped back into the bedroom are of. He left again for the other bottle.Paolo laughed. "He's a good old goat, I promise."The other bottle came. Glasses were filled."Let's toast to -- uh -- well -- happiness," Paolo said.We raised our glasses. Happiness was something I'd drink to. I looked at Lauren. Her glass came up halfway. She took small sips.Paolo asked for the antipasto. The uncle left again. We were alone."So," Paolo asked, "If it's not rude -- I want to ask -- are you two together, like girlfriends?"He meant Lauren and me..