Elena had no name for it, so that's what we called it. The land was still deserted. We went swimming in the water which was warm and not as salty as I...had expected. We set up camp where a creek came into the sea but back in an area with trees which was comfortably cool in the middle of the day. I began to work on this being a more permanent camp for us. In exploring the region, we found what might have been wheat fields. We neither found nor saw any people during this time nor even any sign. Then shetook a step back. "Strip!" she ordered. And he did. In double-quicktime, neatly folding his clothes into a pile on the dressing table.He stood in front of her, stark naked. She looked down at him. Hewas erect but there was little to write home about. Ah well, that'snot why she married him. Ever since they had met he had been likeputty in her hands. He was the ideal man. He was pliable and willingto please. She could do anything to him and he would do anything forher.She took off her. James did not think his frail daughter could make the trip.James knew that he could use new clothing, something she had never worn, but wasn't sure that it would result in a physical change that would leave him without the Jennifer that he knew and loved.Jennifer, who by now understood what was needed, came up with the suggestion. Why not use some of her old clothing her mother had packed away in the basement. James was surprised. He had naturally assumed that Jennifer would want to restore. He groaned his approval. Reaching behind him he grabbed the redhead by her long hair. Brooklyn felt his hips shift as he lifted himself to make room for her under his rear as he pushed her face into him."Lick it."The girls went at her task with an enthusiasm, spreading his cheeks and pushing her face in.With a wave to Raven he said, "Warm up her cunnie for me".She put out her cigarette, turned around, and laying next to the dead girl, she parted Brooklyn's legs and started to rub her slit..