Nita thought she was nouveau riche with the fifteen dollars from the bad guys. While they were shopping I took the opportunity to tar, and grease the ...agons, and perform any other minor maintenance I could see that needed doing. Fred's wagon was not in the best shape, but I did my best and it was much better off when I was done.During our supper discussions, I had asked Naomi to teach Nita, whose name was Juanita, how to shoot. Nita said her Papa had taught her how to shoot a shotgun before he. It was after one lesson that me and three of my friends had to stay behind after school and help to but away the sports equipment we had been using, joking around as we always did and saying how hot miss wilson looked, "god if would be amazing to have sex with here" one of my friends said and we all just smiled and nodded, it was then that one of them came back from the store room with a big smile on his face,"guess what guys I just saw miss wilson in the showers", we all just looked at each. His hand rose to trace the outline of her trembling mouth and then traveleddown her body to rest on her naked sex. He pushed one finger, then two, intoher vagina and was rewarded by Sara's noisily bucking form. ?Oh, god, thisisn't happening, ohhh goddd!? ?Tell me you like this.? ?Nooo.? He pushed intoher further, and his other hand began to stroke and manipulate her clitoris. ?Tellme you like this.? ?I can't.? Three fingers. ?Tell me you like this.? ?Ohhhgodd.? His movements sped up. ?Tell me. We kissed deeply, gratefully, as if we had finally made it to the river bank after being swept along on the current without being able to get a foothold on dry land. I unzipped her dress and slid it down her body and she gave a self-conscious smile. I expected her to make a grab for some part of me, but she didn't. She just kissed my chest in the open space I had presented for her approval. Then she looked up at me and grimaced.“No,” she said. “I cannot do it here. Let's go to your house.”In no.