.. near where Little Wolf Creek crossed the trail to the school bus.I wanna tell you ... the reason that old ford crossing was where it is, is because...there’s a flat bedrock ledge there. By the first snow I had an area from that ledge to the sweep of the first bend five feet deep and no end in sight.Somehow, I got sidetracked from panning for gold to improving water flow ... and I don’t understand ... but I wasn’t bored.The quality and variety of stone that I was pulling up off the bottom .... How the hell am I supposed to accomplish this? We’ll be here all day with his distracting ass. He does remember I only have an hour break, right? But of course, I give a slight nod. He picks up the paddle and takes a few steps behind me. I wiggle my ass unable to resist the temptation. I never promised to go quietly into the night. No, I’m not smart enough for that. My ass receives a nice hard smack for my trouble. I guess that's what I get for being cheeky. I do my best to stifle the giggle. The men of Selim’s village never had such beautifully large purple jeweled heads on their phalluses. Thomas had already begun leaking and oozing buckets of precum at the thought of having his own “personal pan orgy”.Selim moved toward Thomas and began to play with the brown nipples which at first barely protruded out of Thomas’ chest hair. Perhaps this was to be a contest similar to an Olympic trial. As the nipples were masticated skillfully by Selim, the huge uncut organ rose up almost two. She smiled and said, “I don’t think he’s quite ready to sleep yet.” I smiled and twitched my cock at her.Debby began unbuttoning the nightgown. Halfway through, she reached into my closet and threw me my silk bathrobe, and a pair of silk pajama bottoms. “Why don’t you go down and pour us a couple of brandies? I’ll be down in a few minutes.”I was grinning as I slipped on the robe and went down the hallway. Liquor usually got Debby horny, brandy got her very horny. I went downstairs to the den.