"Ever since Spiro told us we needed to make love to you quickly. I just hope that whatever it is, doesn't come until I do!" she giggled at her own pun..."Well, would you mind giving me a little time to catch up with you?" I asked."It looks to me," she said as she ran her hand up and down my erection, "that you're caught up!" Then she threw her leg over me and roughly tried to line herself up and solve the problem of her virginity all in one stroke.When she missed, she whined in frustration, so I. I felt myself getting really excited. Mr. Winters is a handsome man and here he was taking my sock off. It felt strangely erotic. His hands rubbed my leg and then my foot and ankle. Does this hurt? I shook my head no. It didnt hurt, it felt good actually. Did you hurt your other foot? I told him I didnt think so. He said we should check just to make sure. He slowly took off my other shoe and then rolled down my other sock. His fingers were touching my skin lightly. My bare legs were open some. "Are you Piper, by any chance?" Ah-yes," she nodded, shaking her head emphatically and dropping her jaw in her typical manner."I saw your sister head into a building over there with some strange-looking guy," he said. "Now, I helped you out, honey, so don't throw me into a damned rose bush, OK?" Whatever," she nodded flippantly.She followed the thorn-scratched fellow's directions towards the lane down which Perry Throneberry had sashayed, hours earlier, in Prue's sexy form."Ain't that just. She then began a slow rocking motion that sometimes sped up and sometimes slowed down as they both moaned softly. Just as the sun broke over the horizon, there was a loud groaning shout and they both disappeared.***About an hour later, a beat up, gray jeep rumbled down the dirt path to the small cotton field on the edge of The Middle Ground. It stayed close to the trees as it wound around the edge of the field and up to the square patch of grass and weeds with a picnic table in the middle of.