Many actually preferred drinking them straight from the source.At the South end of town, the Lilcamp Trading Company, amusingly enough, was located at...1313 Mockingbird Lane, at the far end of the dead-end street, a short distance from the jagged cliffs that overlooked the Eastern Ocean. It was made up of several buildings, seemingly fused together at different points in time by the many generations who'd lived within.The main building, which was the first to be built, was a modestly sized two-. It was a picture of her with a birthday cake. He stared at the picture for a few moments then slid over one. Same thing but different pose. He got to see her full body this time. She was a good sized girl. Not fat but by all means plump. There was no belly day to be seen. But her thighs where bigger than any girl in the wasteland now a days. And big breasted. He didn't know anything about bra sizes but it was more than a hand full. But the next picture was an eye full. It was her pool side with. This was easy to see as the couple came together in a passionate kiss which clearly showed the time apart had not dimmed their attraction for each other in the least. She had blonde hair, falling to below her shoulders and some of the bluest eyes I had ever seen. I knew she was about 24 years old, but I might have guessed even slightly younger if I hadn’t known. It was obvious she took good care of herself physically and if all the Highland women were even a tenth as attractive I was sure I had. My bed was a fold down in the back and she rolled out her sl**ping bag right next to and below on the floor. She went out to use the rest room so I stripped and got into bed. She came back in, slipped out of her tight little shorts and crawled into her sl**ping bag. With that we said good night. I went to sl**p. It was about an hour later that she tapped me on the shoulder and said that she was cold. I didn’t think and told her to climb in. She stayed to herself for a while but then cuddle up.