The adults also listened to his stories, just as entranced and quiet as the children, yet managing to continue their small busy tasks of making rope b... hand, weaving, matting felt, and cobbling leather boots. For much of the year everyone went barefoot, but at certain times, or for treking, boots were worn.Soon it would be time to move again, there was a multi-clan gathering, and everyone was making their best clothing and finery, also crafts to trade. It was half carnival and half family. They all nod as I then see Jamie by the stairs out of sight of Tyrone. I nod once before smirking at Tyrone. So you want all that I have uh? I ask getting a nod Yes and your punk ass dead after I get everything even your mother and sister. He says as Adam tries to take a step before I extend my arm out keeping him back Well how about this. You drop your little toy knife and we talk. I am sure you are a man that keeps his word to some extent. I say as Nick slowly opens the sliding back door. He was still hard, still buried inside me, and I gasped in surprise."I'm not done with you yet, little minx," he whispered as he began thrusting into me, slowly, grinding against me with every stroke.I shuddered as my over-wrought nerves responded to his insistence, his assertiveness as arousing as I always found it; I looked up at his beautiful face, forehead pressed against mine, eyes closed in blissful concentration. "Once more for me, love; I want to hear you scream."Entirely distracted by. Another down side of my shape, or lack of it, was that boys my age were not interested in striking up a friendship and the older and very spotty ones that spent their waking hours leering at girls bodies did not even notice my existence, Ahhhh well I thought, that’s life.I was at uncles one afternoon and my two year senior cousin was also at home, he having a rare day off. He was learning about photography and spent most of his time at college and night school, knowing though that I had joined.