She slid off her dress and lay back on her sleeping bag.In the eerie half-light of the tent I could see her in all her glory. Her body was superb. She...was wearing a black bra and lacey black knickers. She had smallish flat tits, a flat, creased, belly which blossomed into broad welcoming thighs and long legs. With both hands I stroked the entire length of her trembling body from her firm calves to her supple tits. I moved on top of her pressing our bare flesh together and intensely kissed face. Especially now she had the look of someone who was tired of life, haggard from fighting an uphill battle everyday. Her voice was small and whiney, and it broke like a teenage boy going through puberty.She was, however, incredibly sweet and understanding, especially for having to put up with her husband and spoiled daughter. Tina's dad was a serious asshole, a northerner who was as pushy as anyone I had ever met. It really was his way or nothing. Tina was constantly getting into fights with him,. Eat up," she said brandishing the needle in mydirection. I put my hand in the bowl to scoop some out."Ah ah ahhhh," Melody scolded. "Kitty's don't put their paws in theirfood, do they?"She wanted me to eat using only my mouth. How humiliating. She was edgingcloser with the syringe. I put my face in the bowl and got a mouthful.It was horrible. Cold meat and jelly. I couldn't even tell what meat itwas supposed to be. I borked a couple of times but managed to swallow.The alternative was worse. I. It was a noisy party, the kids dancing and laughing downstairs, stuffing themselves with cake and soda pop. Before long Brenda realized there were couples sneaking upstairs to neck awhile. The boy and girl would return to the party with the girl mussed and the boy's eyes glazed.Brenda had a great time. She spiked her Coke with rum and flirted with some of the boys. She loved the way they looked at her, the way their eyes bored into the valley between her tits.Halfway through the evening she had.