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Subject: {ASSM} "Pete" A Young Man's Story  
Date: Sun, 17 Aug 2003 16:10:03 -0400
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CHAPTER 11



   When we got to the airport, Sam and JJ were there to meet us.  As we
stepped out of the plane, Carl came over and started tying it down.  The
goatee was gone and he was wearing a Cantil Airport shirt.

   Sam rushed to me and covered me with kisses.  I glanced nervously at
Kate, but she was smiling.

   Then Sam surprised me.  She went to Kate, hugged her and said, "Thank
you, thank you, thank you!" and she ran to me and gushed, "Is this great or
what?"

   Puzzled, I looked at Kate.

   Kate winked at Sam, and said, "He doesn't know yet.  I'll tell him about
it on the way home.  Right now I need to get home and take care of some
business."

   I kissed Sam goodbye and we got in Kate's car and started home.

   I said, OK, what's going on, why is Sam so happy, and why is Carl doing
my job?"

   "Remember the phone calls that Herb and I were making?"

   "Yes."

   "Well, you don't work at the airport anymore.  You're folks will tell
you about it."

   Confused, I just shook my head. Then I asked if the way Sam behaved
bothered her.

   "No darling.  I told you before that I want you to have a normal life.
That life must include Sam or whoever else you want.  I want you to be
happy.  I love you more then you know and will continue doing so, no matter
what."

   When we got home and I threw my stuff in my room and went into the
kitchen.  Mom and Dad were sitting at the kitchen table.

   Dad said, "We heard you had a good time."

   I said, "Uh, yeah." but I was a little worried about what they had been
told.

   "Kate told us you swam a lot and helped her buy some horses and you met
Herb."

   "Do you know Herb?"

   "Yes, we've met.  He says you seem like a fine young man."

   "Yeah, he seems like an OK guy, but when did you talk to him?"

   Dad looked at Mom and they laughed.

   I said, "C'mon you guys, what's going on here?"

   Dad said, "Well some things have come up.  And we better talk about
them." And he reached in his pocket, took out an envelope and handed it to
me.

   It was a registration certificate for the Mustang made out in my name.
Along with it was a paid up insurance policy and a note from Mrs.  Torres,
Thanking me for saving Della's life and saying that the Mustang was just a
small part of what they thought they owed me.  She also asked me not to try
to thank Mr.  Torres, because he gets embarrassed about things like this.

   I jumped up and danced around, waving the letter while Mom and Dad
laughed.

   After I calmed down Dad said, "The movers deliver the furniture to the
house in LA in 10 days, and school starts a little over a week after that.
That means you have about a week to relax until we have to leave here.  You
guys must have had a good time in Scottsdale, because Herb invited you, Sam
and your Mom and me, to fly down and spend a few days at his place in La
Paz.  We checked with JJ, and he said it was OK, and we figured, with so
little time left, you might want to take the rest of your vacation off and
have some fun."

   "What about Erin?"

   "Erin is going water skiing at the Colorado River with the Torres. 
They're leaving Saturday afternoon and coming back next Thursday.  We'll
drop her off on the way out.  We'll drive to LA Saturday and stay with Ben.
and you and the girls will leave Sunday morning from LAX.  I have a flight
out Sunday afternoon, but I'll dead-head down to La Paz when I get back."

   "Is Kate going?"

   "No, she insisted that Sam come along instead.  She's going to LA with
us, but she'll stay at Bens."

   Suddenly I knew why both she and Sylvia were sad at the airport, and for
a minute I was sad too.  But too many things were happening, so I did the
sensible thing, I went out to wash my new car.

   Sam came over after dinner and we talked about the things in Scottsdale
that I thought she should know, and she told me how much she missed me and
how she was looking forward to the trip.

   Then we took a drive in my very own car.

   Around 10 o'clock I was getting tired, so we drove home.  We kissed in
the car for a while, until I yawned in the middle of one and she laughed
and went home.

   I went to my room and read for a while, then I looked over and checked
the house.  It was dark, so I went up to Kate's room.

   She was lying on the bed waiting for me, so I went over and sat next to
her.

   "Why aren't you going to La Paz with us?"

   She hugged me to her and held me for a long time without speaking.

   Finally, she said "Do I seem wise and mature to you?"

   "Yes, of course you do."

   "Well, I thought I was, until recently.  But I have to keep myself from
being obsessed with you.  You're all I think about, and I have to stop it.
That's why I insisted that Sam come along.  I was going to come along as
well.  But I'm not all that mature, and I know that I wouldn't be able to
stand seeing you two together without my doing something stupid.  But I
simply can't do it cold Turkey, so I'm going to spend some time with Ben
and hope he can help me get my head on straighter."

   "Is that fair to Ben?"

   "No, it isn't.  But Ben knows me, and he's willing to accept me as I am.
And I'm fragile enough right now to let him."

   I could see tears in her eyes, and it broke my heart, so I hugged her to
me and said, "Please Kate, tell me what to do."

   She pushed me away and said, "Here's what I want you to do.  You go to
your room and leave me alone, so I can lay here and miss you and feel sorry
for myself."

   She then, walked me to the door and closed it behind me.

   I lay in bed thinking about her, and was almost asleep when I heard a
little tap at the door.  I wasn't sure what I heard, and then it happened
again.

   I went to the door, and Desi and Bob were standing there.

   Desi said, "We have a problem, and we need to come in."

   "But I'm almost asleep."

   She raised her voice, "Really Pete, we need your help!"

   I pulled on my pants and led them next door into Tammy's old room so we
could talk without disturbing Erin.

   "OK, what's up?"

   Desi said to Bob, "Tell him."

   Bob said, "No, you."

   Desi sighed, but she looked worried, "We were fooling around and stuff"

   I waited.  "And...?"

   She pointed to her crotch and said, "He uh..., had his hand down here.".

   "So?"

   "I'm having my period."

   I was getting exasperated.  "C'mon Desi, tell me what happened."

   "You know those Tampon things with the string on them?" I nodded

   "He uh..., pushed it in real deep, and I can't find the string!"

   "So, what do you want me to do?"

   She started to cry.  "C'mon Pete, you have to get it out.  I can't tell
Mom or Della, they'll kill me!"

   I shook my head and thought for a minute, and then I said to Bob, "Go to
the bathroom.  There's a flashlight under the sink.  Bring it and grab a
towel."

   He left and I told Desi to take off her pants.

   She pulled them down and stood there.

   "Panties too."

   "But Bobby's gonna come in"

   "So what!  He's the one who got you in this mess."

   "Yeah, but he's never actually seen me down there."

   When he came to the door I took the things from him and told him he'd
have to wait outside.

   Desi took off her panties, put the towel down, and lay on the bunk.

   I told her to spread her legs, and she hesitated.

   "C'mon Desi, I've seen it before."

   She squeezed her eyes closed and spread her legs.  I kneeled in front of
her and opened her as best I could, but I couldn't see anything.  So I put
the flashlight under my chin and put the index fingers of both hands in and
spread her.  It was kind of bloody, but I could see something white, down
deep.

   Desi was still crying, and I was trying to figure out what to do, when
Bobby tapped on the door.

   "What are you gonna do?"

   "In my best doctor voice I said, I'm going to have to operate.  Now go
sit by the Corral."

   I tried to get it with my fingers, but I couldn't reach it, so I went to
the closet, got a wire hanger, and pressed the sides together to make a
tight loop.

   Desi saw me and said, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

   I told her to relax and she watched wide-eyed as I slid the hanger into
her.  I got it past the Tampon and tried to drag it out, but it kept
slipping off. I thought for a minute, and then I took the hanger to the
door and opened it a little.

   Bobby said, "Is she OK?"

   I said, "Yes, but I have to modify something.  I told you to go sit by
the Corral!"

   He left and I stuck the tip of the hanger loop in the doorframe and
closed the door.  It held the hanger and I bent the tip over a little. 
Then I went back and put it back inside Desi.  As soon as it got past the
tampon, it curled under it, and after a couple of tries I slowly dragged it
out.

   As I was doing it, I stopped to think about what was going on.

   I was kneeling before a beautiful young girl.  I had a flashlight under
my chin, a coat hanger in one hand, and I was probing around in her pussy
with the other.  I had to force my mouth closed to keep from laughing.

   When it came out it was soaked with blood.  She wrapped the towel around
her, grabbed her pants and ran to the bathroom.

   I went outside and told Bobby that she was OK, and to go home.  He left
in a hurry.

   I was straightening up the room when Desi came back.

   "I'm OK now; I had another tampax with me."

   "OK, I'll walk you home."

   "Nope, I'm staying with you tonight."

   "No, you're not!  And the blackmail thing won't work anymore, because
now I also have something I can tell on you."

   She frowned and stuck her lower lip out, but I walked her home.



   FRIDAY

   Friday was a laid-back day.  Dad was doing some work-related paperwork,
Mom was looking through some wallpaper catalogs for the new house and Kate
was busy in her office.

   I called Sam and asked to take her to lunch, but she was busy, so I
drove into town and bought a soda.  Then I went into the bookstore to see
if I could find that sex book, when I heard some people arguing.  It turned
out to be Denise, the redhead I had first seen with Simms.  She was in a
heated argument with the cashier.  She was trying to get her to do
something and the cashier was shaking her head no.

   I walked up and said, "Hi Denise, what's the problem?"

   "I locked the fucking keys in the fucking car and nobody in this fucking
town will give me change so I can make a fucking phone call."

   I said, "C'mon outside before someone calls the cops and let's see what
we can do."

   We walked to a flashy red Cadillac.  The windows were all up, and I
could see the keys hanging from the ignition.  The old coat-hanger trick
doesn't work on late model cars, so I asked if she belonged to the Auto
Club. She said it was her Mom's car and didn't know, so I offered to take
her home.

   As I said it, I realized that "Home" might be Simms' house, and told her
that I was concerned.

   "Nah, he and his asshole son are in LA with the lawyers."

   We got in my car and she told me where to drive.

   We pulled to a gate, in front of a large fenced estate.  There was a
call box and Denise leaned over me and pushed the button.  When she did,
her blouse fell open and I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra.  She
saw me looking and raised her eyebrows, but just then a voice answered and
Denise said, "It's me, open up."

   The gate slid back and we drove down a long driveway.

   She said, "Did you enjoy the look?"

   I was going to deny that I saw anything, but something about the way she
said it made me say, "Yes, you have beautiful breasts."

   She looked kind of surprised and she said, "Uhh, thanks."

   When we got to the door, she said, "C'mon in."

   I must have looked a little nervous, because she said, "It's OK,
nobody's home but my Mother."

   We walked into a large living room.  It had two sofas, windows all
around and a bar in the corner.  Sitting on a stool by the bar, reading a
magazine, was an absolutely spectacular woman.

   She stood up when we entered and she looked as tall as me.  She had wavy
red hair that hung almost to her waist, impossibly long legs and tremendous
breasts.

   She was wearing a short tailored skirt and a Peasant blouse.  The top
two buttons were undone and the blouse was practically bursting, trying to
contain what was in it.

   I was stunned, and must have shown it, because a little smile appeared
on her face.  She stuck out her hand and said,

   "Hello, I'm Vivian, and you are...?"

   Denise broke in, "Uhh, his name's Bill, he gave me a lift because I
locked my keys in the car."

   Her Mom looked at me for a minute, and then she laughed.  "It's OK dear,
I recognize him from his pictures in the paper, and you were right, he's
very good looking."

   I took her hand and she said, "It's nice to meet you Mr.  Baker."

   She was looking at me, but more then that, she was sizing me up, and it
even looked a little sexual.  I quickly thought to myself, that this was a
woman that was used to using her sexuality to disarm people, so I thought
I'd have some fun.

   I was still holding her hand, so I stepped very close and locked eyes
with her.

   "Hi, you're right, I'm Pete, and you are very beautiful."

   Her eyebrows went up and she stepped back a little, but she instantly
recovered, smiled, and said, "Thank you Pete."

   Then she motioned to the bar and said, "Can I get you a soda, or
something?"

   The "Or something" was drawn out, and accompanied by a raised eyebrow.

   Denise piped up with, "Yeah Mom, you can get something.  You can get me
the extra fucking key."

   She eyed her daughter, and for a second I saw a flash of anger.  Then
she said, "Tsk tsk dear, Language!" and left the room.

   Denise threw herself down on a sofa and said, "Go have a Coke if you
want.  It'll take her forever to find the fucking key."

   I walked over behind the bar and got a Coke from the fridge.

   On the way, I made a bet to myself, that when her mom came back, another
button on her blouse would be undone.

   But when she came back there were two extra buttons undone and her
blouse was open almost all the way to her waist.

   She walked to her daughter and handed her the key.  In doing so, I
noticed that her breasts didn't sway much.  I instantly thought 'Implants'
but they were still beautiful.

   I was still behind the bar, and I put my hand down my pants and pushed
my hardening cock up so it wouldn't be so noticeable, but it still made a
tent in my pants.

   Denise got up, went to the door and said "C'mon Pete.  Let's go before
my Mom's tits fall out."

   I walked from behind the bar, and turned a little sideways, so she would
be sure to see my hard-on, and said, "Nice to meet you ma'am", and followed
Denise to the car.

   On the way back to town Denise was quiet. I looked at her several times.
Finally I said, "Are you OK?"

   "Yeah, it's my Mom.  She can be such a cunt sometimes."



   I've heard the word 'cunt' before, but seldom from a woman and never
from an attractive girl like Denise, especially when referring to her own
mother. I looked at her and started to say something, and as I did, the
sunlight came through the window and shined on her face.  Her makeup looked
a quarter inch thick.

   She saw me looking.  "C'mon Asshole, quit staring and drive the fucking
car."

   I jammed on the brakes, and pulled off the road.

   "Do you want to walk the rest of the way back?"

   "No" she said quietly.  "I'm sorry.  Sometimes my Mom pisses me off, and
I saw you staring at my face."

   "You have a really pretty face.  Why do you wear so much makeup?"

   She seemed angry for a minute, then she sort of softened, and said,
"When I was growing up I had a skin condition and it left my face rough and
pock marked.  I had an appointment next month to have an operation, but
Simms was going to pay for it.  And now I don't know."

   "So you take it out on everybody by being mean?"

   She glared at me.  "Fuck you!  I haven't had a date since grammar
school. How would you like to go through life with people calling you pizza
face?"

   There was such hurt on her face; it stunned me.  My heart suddenly went
out to her and I leaned over and said, "Close your eyes, you have a ladybug
on your forehead"

   She did and I kissed her.  Her eyes flew open and she tried to pull
back, but I put my hand behind her head and kissed her long and hard.

   She tried to respond, but acted like she didn't know what to do.

   I sat back and said, "Some guy is missing something very special."

   The look on her face was startling.  I don't think I ever saw anyone
look so fragile in my life, and I could see tears forming in her eyes.

   "Wha...  why did you do that?"

   I grinned and said, "Because you're so beautiful I couldn't help
myself."

   I meant it as kind of a joke, but the next thing I knew, she burst out
in a torrent of tears.  It wasn't just crying, it was uncontrollable sobs,
and I was starting to get concerned.

   I held her to me and she cried for a long time.  When she finally began
to calm down I asked her what was wrong.

   "I hate my life!  My mother is a whore, I have no friends, and the only
people around me are low-life assholes."

   "Is it really that bad?"

   What she did next shocked me more then anything I ever saw.

   She held out her arms and turned her hands up.  There were jagged red
scars on both wrists and they didn't look very old.

   I sat for a minute looking at her.  I was nearly overwhelmed. I wanted
to do something but I didn't know what.  Then I got an idea.

   I said, "Do you have a few minutes?"

   "Uhh, yeah, why?"

   "I'm going to take us somewhere."

   "Wait a minute, is this gonna be something weird?  I've had plenty of
those offers."

   "Shut up and trust me!"

   I drove to the airport, and told her to stay in the car.  I found Sam
unpacking some parts, and told her exactly what had gone on for the last
hour, including what Denise had told me, and what I had done.  Then I took
her to the car and introduced her.

   They sat and talked while I waited, a few feet away. After a while, Sam
stuck her head out and said, "Go finish unpacking those parts and give them
to the mechanic."

   I went inside and started working, and a few minutes later I saw my car
driving away.

   While I was working, a plane pulled up to the gas pump.  Nobody came up,
so I went over and started servicing the plane.

   JJ saw me and came over.

   "I thought you didn't work here anymore."

   "Well, I don't, but Sam and a girl took off in my car, and I think it
was important."

   JJ shrugged and said "Come into the office when you're done."

   When I finished I went in, and JJ told his counter person to go have
some coffee.

   As soon as he left, JJ said to me, "You know, I like you and your
family, but Sam is my daughter and I love her."

   "Yes?"

   "Well, she tells me she's nuts about you.  Is she going to be OK next
week?"

   "Of course she is.  I would never let anything happen to her."

   "How about YOU happening to her?"

   "JJ, you're just going to have to trust your daughter.  I'm crazy about
her too.  We've talked about us everyway you can think of.  She knows I'm
leaving in a little while, and we've talked about that too.

   But she's a lot smarter then I am, and she says we'll survive.  So I
guess we will."

   He stood up and said, "Fair enough.  Is she coming back today?"

   "Darned if I know."

   "We'll, Carl's out on a delivery, and you're her replacement, so get
your ass to work."

   They didn't come back, so JJ dropped me off after work.

   Mom said they had called and would be by at six o'clock to pick me up,
because we were going to the movies in Palmdale.

   When my car showed up, Sam, Denise and Della were in it, and they made
me drive.  Sam sat in the front with me.  Della and Denise were in the
back. Sam was turned around facing them and they chattered all the way to
Palmdale, and most of the time during the movie.

   After the movie we went to a 31 flavors.  We were sitting outside eating
our ice cream when a car pulled up with two guys in it.  The passenger
said, "Hey, three girls, one guy.  That's not fair!"

   Denise walked to the car and said, "Watch it, that's big Pete from LA
and we're his girls, so you guys better fuck off."

   I don't know if they believed her, but they drove off, and the girls all
broke up laughing.

   On the way back to Cantil, Sam was holding my hand, and she said, "So
Denise, what do you think of Pete as a kisser"

   Denise looked kind of embarrassed, and said, "Oh, he's OK I guess."

   Della said, "Yeah, all he needs is a little practice." Della and Sam
both laughed and poked me.

   When I pulled up to Denise's house, she said to Sam, "Do you mind if he
walks me to the door?" Sam nodded and I walked her down the long driveway.

   She said, "Pete, I had more fun today then I've for a long time.  Maybe
forever.  I love Sam and Della, and I have you to thank for it.  I think
we're leaving in a day or two, so I won't see you when you get back. 
Please look me up when you get to LA."

   I said I would, and hugged her.

   She hugged me back, and said, "By the way, that was a great kiss."

   I dropped Della off next, and then I drove to Sam's place, and we parked
out front.

   I said, "You guys were gone all day!"

   "We had a lot to talk about.  She's a very confused and frightened girl.
She has no father, and her mother is a wild-woman.  She has no
self-confidence and no parental supervision.  As a matter of fact, she has
no guidance of any kind.  She's grown up pretty much by herself, and I'm
really surprised that she hasn't turned out badly.  Do you know that your
kiss was the first one she ever had from a boy her age?" "She's angry at
the world, so I took her to meet Della, because I knew that Della would
know the right way to deal with her.  You have no idea the amount of
screaming, hugging and crying that went on today.  She's a good girl at
heart, and I like her.  I really hate to see her go back to LA."

   We started kissing and I began to get friendly, but she jumped out of
the car, laughing, and said, "Plenty of time for that next week."

   She started into the house, and then she turned back to me.  "And by the
way, quit going around kissing strange girls!"



   SATURDAY

   I was excited about the trip, and I woke up just before dawn.  Nobody
was up in the main house, and I was going in to get some juice, when I got
an idea.

   I sneaked up the steps into Kate's room and went quietly to her bed. 
She was on her back, sleeping soundly.  I very quietly slid under the
covers and put my mouth to her pussy.  I didn't touch it; I just opened my
mouth and breathed on it.  I kept it up until I felt her move a little,
then I touched the tip of my tongue to her clit and just held it there. 
She started to move around more, and I started licking it very softly.  She
woke and looked at me, and I took her clit in my mouth and sucked it faster
and faster, until she made a squeaking noise, and came.



   Her juices were all over my mouth and nose and I crawled up and kissed
her and said, "Just something to remember me by while we're in Mexico" and
I slipped out of bed and went down stairs.

   I was sitting by the corral watching the sun come up, when Erin came up
and sat next to me.

   I asked her if she was excited about going water skiing.

   "Yeah, I didn't want to go to Mexico with you guys and sit on some dumb
beach all day."

   "Are you still having a good time here?"

   "Yeah, but I'm looking forward to LA and the new school and all.

   By the way, you really like Sam, don't you?"

   "I sure do.  It's going to be hard to leave her."



   I love Erin.  Even as little kids we didn't fight much, and as we get
older, we have become really good friends.  She's very smart.  And at times
she seems the same age as me.  Sometimes even older.



   We put our arms around each other and just sat for a while.

   Soon we were packing and getting ready to leave.  Mom and Dad were going
to fly our plane to an airport near our new house.  Kate, Sam and I would
drive up in Kate's car.



   Ben's house is in a suburb, not too far from where our new house is, so
it's only about an hour from Cantil by car.  We left early and dropped Erin
off, and then we headed for LA.  Halfway there, Kate called Ben from the
car, and he said that he had picked up Mom and Dad, and were waiting for us
at the house.

   Ben's house, sits high in the hills in Northridge, an up-scale part of
the San Fernando Valley.  It's a big 2-story house with a nice pool and a
broad view of the valley.

   Dad had some paper work to do, so Mom, Sam and I took Kate's car and
went to look at our new house.  It's a four-bedroom house in a nice area in
the lower part of the valley, and it's close to the school that Erin and I
would be attending.  Sam immediately started calling the extra bedroom "Her
room" and we all laughed.

   Mom's cell phone rang.  She talked for a few minutes, then she looked at
Sam and me, and I saw a twinkle in her eye.

   Mom said, "Let's pick up some lunch things, and go back to the house"
Apparently Ben had called ahead, because we stopped at a restaurant and
they handed us some bags of food.

   It was getting hot outside and Mom had the car's AC turned on high. 
When we got close to the house, she said, "As soon as we get to the house,
we should all hit the pool."

   When we walked in and Ben was standing in the den with a towel wrapped
around him, talking on the phone.  I looked toward the pool and saw dad
sitting in a chaise lounge talking to Kate.  She was lying on a chaise next
to him, and she was topless.

   Dad saw us and motioned for us to come to him.

   I glanced at Sam.  She didn't seem disturbed, so she and I went out and
joined them.

   Mom went to the kitchen and started to get the food ready, and Dad sat
up and said, "Kids we're going to a beach in Mexico.  Most, if not all of
the people are going to be topless at least.  Some will be totally nude. 
If what were doing here bothers either of you, we'll cover up and nothing
will be said.  If it doesn't bother you, you're welcome to join us.  You
can wear suits or not.  It's up to you."

   He looked at Sam, She said, "It's fine with me."

   He looked at me.  "Sure"

   He stood up, naked, and jumped in the pool.

   Mom brought out trays of food and we sat by the pool and ate.

   I was glancing at Kate's tits, thinking how beautiful they were, when
Ben came in and sat down.  He still had the towel around him, but you could
tell there was nothing under it.

   Ben said, "Tammy's car was delivered this morning.  She's going to try
and come by tonight."

   After we finished, mom got up and started clearing the table.  I went to
her and asked, "How come the guys are naked, but Kate has her bottoms on,
and you have your suit on?"

   "Well dear, it's because of you.  We're not sure if you could handle all
this without getting uhh, excited.  Can you?"

   "Gee, I don't know."

   Mom finished putting the dishes away and stepped out of her suit.  Sam
watched her, then she did the same and they both jumped in the pool.

   I suddenly had a hard-on.

   I turned my back and said, "I have to go to the bathroom", and I went in
and sat on the bed.  I waited for a while, but it wouldn't go away.

   I was wondering what to do, when suddenly all three girls came into the
room, grabbed me, dragged me out to the pool and threw me in.

   Everybody was laughing.  Ben said, "Oh to be 16 again", and everybody
laughed some more.

   It finally went down, and I got out and sat down by the table and was
drinking a Coke, watching everyone.

   My Dad is really a big guy.  He's over 6' 2", and must weigh 210-220.
I've been in the showers at school, so I know I'm no slouch in the pants
department, but his looks at least an inch or two longer and it's bigger
around.

   Kate had taken off her bottoms and she and mom were standing, talking to
each other.  Dad was right.  They were like two peas in a pod.  With their
wet hair hanging down they could have passed for two teen-agers.

   Two very well endowed teen-agers.

   Sam saw me looking and came over and sat down next to me.  "They are
really something, aren't they?"

   "Yes they are" I put my arm around her and kissed her.  "And so are
you."

   She giggled and shook her wet hair on me and ran back and jumped into
the pool.

   Sam really is something special.  She's not as tall as mom or Kate, and
her breasts aren't as big, but she's tight as a drum, and doesn't have a
wrinkle or stretch mark anywhere.  In some ways she reminds me of Erin. 
She's soft and pleasingly round, but when you touch her, it feels like
solid steel under her skin.  I don't think she weighs 110 pounds, but I bet
she could lift and carry me.

   We swam and played the rest of the afternoon.

   I was amazed at how comfortable everyone seemed about being naked.  I
was sort of used to it from my parents, and I had spent so much time with
Kate, it didn't seem unusual.  But Sam moved among them as though this was
a natural thing.

   She and Dad were standing next to each other looking at a jet that was
passing over.  Dad was telling her about the con-trails it was making.  He
said something funny and she jumped up and down a little, laughing.  Her
breasts were bobbing up and down and she didn't even seem to notice.

   I spent a lot of time in the pool, hugging the edge, waiting for things
to subside.

   The only difference I noticed at all was kind of funny.

   As far as I'm concerned, mom and Kate are world-class beauties.  Their
bodies are more mature and sexier then Sam's.  But whenever Sam would be
close, they would stand a little straighter.

   Around five, Ben suggested we get ready for dinner.  Mom had packed an
extra bag.  I wondered what was in it, and it turned out to be dress
clothes.  Sam had brought a dress and mom had packed my new suit.

   We went to a Country club, not far from Ben's house.  It was a beautiful
place and we had a great dinner, and after dinner, we went into the
ballroom and we all danced.

   We switched partners a few times and I was dancing with Kate, when she
put her head on my shoulder and whispered, "Remember this morning?"

   I grinned and said yes.

   "I'm gonna 'get you' for that."

   "Gee, I hope so" I laughed.

   Then someone tapped me on the shoulder to cut in.  It was Tammy!

   She had the dress on that she wore the night we went to dinner, and she
looked great.  She had good color and looked healthy and energetic.

   When we finished the dance and went to the table, there were hugs all
around.  Everyone was asking how she was, and we were excitedly talking,
when suddenly there were some gasps and the room got quiet.

   Ben said, "I don't believe it, its Vivian James, the porn star!"

   I looked to see where he was pointing, and coming toward us was this
incredible woman.  She didn't walk across the floor; she flowed, and every
eye was on her.  Her hair was up, and she was practically spilling out of
an evening dress.  In her high heels, she looked seven feet tall.

   She came directly to our table and in the most melodious voice I ever
heard, said, "Good evening."

   Then she looked at me and said, "Peter, may I speak to you for a
moment?"

   It was Denise's Mom!

   I started to stand up, but Mom beat me to it.

   She stepped between us, and in very even tones said, "Peter is my son.
What is the nature of your business with him?"

   Mom is also tall.  In her high heels she's only a few inches shorter
then her.  She was standing directly in front of Denise's mom and her body
language was powerful.  The two women looked like Gladiators.

   Denise's mom's eyebrows went up, and she said, "Would the two of you
step outside with me for a moment?  It's rather important."

   By this time both Dad and Ben were on their feet.

   Mom looked at Dad and said, "Excuse us for a moment?" and we followed
Denise's Mom through the doorway.

   There was a Limousine sitting outside with the door open.

   We stopped and she said to me, "Do you remember me?"

   "Of course, you're Denise's mother"

   "Well I have a problem."

   Just then Mom cut in.  She looked at me and said, "How do you know this
woman, and who is Denise?"

   Then she looked at Vivian, and said, "How did you find us here?"

   Denise's Mom said, "I'm in a bit of a hurry.  Please don't interrupt. 
Peter helped my daughter out the other day.  That's when we met.  I was in
town this evening, having dinner with Mr.  Simms when the police came in
and arrested him.  I was able to slip away, but I know they're looking for
me.

   The day of the difficulties at the airport, the newspapers mentioned
where Peter was staying, so I called there.  They gave me Mr.  Sander's
number and his service gave me the number here.  So that's how I found you.


   Here is my problem.  Denise speaks very highly of Peter and his friends.
As a matter of fact, I've never seen her so happy.  She's at the house in
Cantil, but she won't answer the phone.

   I don't dare go there because I'm sure the police are waiting for me. 
But I'm afraid they might get tired of waiting and pick her up.  Is there a
way you can keep her safe until I can get something worked out?" I said,
"Mom, can I borrow your phone?" I called Della.  Thank God she was home.  I
explained the problem and asked her if there was something she could do. 
She said she'd call me right back.

   It was strange being there with these two beautiful women. Vivian didn't
just stand there.  She stood as though she was posing for a picture.  She
was facing Mom and I, and she had her head turned slightly, like she was
presenting her "best side."

   I outweigh Mom by 70 pounds, but she had moved between us to "protect"
me and she had her shoulders back and was standing very erect.

   The phone finally rang, and it was Mr.  Torres.  He said, "Hi Pete, let
me talk to the lady"

   I handed Denise's mom the phone.  She introduced herself and they talked
for a while, and she handed the phone back to me.

   This time it was Della.  She said, "We're going to take her skiing with
us."

   "Are you going to go get her now?"

   "I don't have to, she's been here all evening.  We'll throw some things
together for her, and take her with us, Give Sam a kiss for me.  I love you
both", and she hung up.

   I told Mom what Della had said, and she glared at Vivian.

   "You didn't even ask to talk to your daughter."

   The woman ignored her and said to me, "Are they good people?"

   Mom interrupted, "Do you really care?"

   Vivian never even blinked.  She reached in her purse and pulled out a
wad of bills and tried to hand it to Mom.  But Mom just grabbed me by the
hand and we started back inside.  As we walked away, I heard the Limousine
leave.

   Everyone had been watching from the door, and we hadn't gone two steps
when they came rushing to us.  We explained what had happened and there was
a lot of shaking of heads.

   The dancing mood was broken so we decided to go back to Ben's house.

   Tammy wanted to show us her car, so Sam and I rode back with her. I was
sitting in the middle of the front seat, and Tammy looked over at Sam and
said, "Are you taking care of my boy?"

   Sam said "Yup."

   "Is he behaving himself?"

   "Well, he likes to kiss strange women once in a while, but aside from
that, he's been OK."

   Tammy looked at me.  "Is this something I should know about?"

   I pointed to Sam.  "The snitch here will tell you about it."

   "OK."



   CHAPTER 12

   When we got back to the house the conversation was all about what had
happened.  I told everybody about how I had met Denise at the airport and
later when I met her mother.  Sam told how she and Della had taken Denise
under their wing.

   After an hour or so, Tammy said she had to go, so Sam and I walked her
to her car.  She hugged Sam and I, and then she kissed my cheek, and
whispered, "I miss you" in my ear.

   We were walking back to the house when Sam said, "You slept with her,
didn't you?"

   I didn't answer.

   After we went back in, we all sat around talking about Tammy.  Ben told
us the she was working at his office in LA and was doing very well, and
that she was taking some courses at a private school.

   Dad asked, "Aren't those expensive?"

   Ben smiled, and glanced at Kate.

   "Tammy thinks they're state supported, but actually my company is paying
for them.  It wasn't my idea it was Kate's.  I've looked hard at Tammy, and
in the short time she's been here she's impressed me a lot.  She's almost
like the daughter I never had.  She's had a terrible life, but she's coming
through it OK.

   Ben looked at Dad, and his face got serious.

   "She told me something interesting recently.  At her lowest point, she
considered ending her life.  She said she owes the very fact that she's
still alive, to this young man here", and he nodded to me.

   I must have blushed, because everyone looked at me and grinned.

   Then he looked at Kate.

   "I love this woman, and I've asked her to marry me, but she won't. 
However, she says that she'll be with me for as long as I like.  I hope
it's forever. I've never had children, and even if she did marry me, it's a
little late to start a family.  So I've decided that I'll look for children
like Tammy and see if there is something I can do to help them"

   Dad said "But she's not a child, she's twenty years old."

   Kate responded, "But in many ways, she's still a child.  She had too
many adult experiences before she was finished being a child, and most
girls would be hardened by now, and past help.  But Beth and I both saw
goodness in her from the beginning.  Ben and I have discussed this, and we
are convinced, that with our guidance and our help, she's going to grow
into a wonderful woman."



   We had a big day tomorrow, so Ben showed us to our rooms.

   He and Kate were in the master suite, Mom and Dad were in another room
and he showed Sam and me to two of the bedrooms in the other wing.

   Sam and I looked at each other, and she said, "Hmm.  Here we are,
completely separated from the other side of the house!"

   She grabbed me, kissed me and said, "Your folks are the greatest!"

   I said, "Well, they probably figured we'd end up together anyway."

   But, just for effect, we put our stuff in our own rooms.

   We got into my bed and I reached to turn off the light, but Sam said,
"Leave it on.  I want to look at you."

   She pushed me on my stomach and sat next to me, and I turned my head so
I could watch her.

   She ran her fingers through my hair and along my neck, and then she slid
the palms of her hands along my shoulders and upper back and down both
arms. She was feeling, touching and exploring me.  She kissed the middle of
my back and ran her hands up and down and felt my back muscles.

   She said, "Don't move" and went to the foot of the bed, spread my legs
and got between them.  She kissed both cheeks of my butt, and then she
caressed each cheek and reached between and felt my balls.

   Then, to my amazement, she spread my ass cheeks and looked at my
asshole.

   I started to protest, and she just went "Shh."

   She touched it lightly, and I could feel it pucker.  Then she did it
again, with the same result.  I was getting embarrassed, but then she
continued down both legs, and squeezed my thigh muscles and calf muscles.
She looked at everything once more, and then she rolled me on my back.

   She spent some time looking at my face.  She was very intent, as though
she were trying to memorize everything.  She ran her hands over my chest
and studied my nipples.  By now my penis was about half-hard, but she
passed it and looked at my thighs and legs.

   Then she got down and looked closely at my cock.  She looked all around
it, and studied where I had been circumcised.  She pressed the head lightly
until the hole in the end opened a little, and looked at that.

   I was now fully erect.

   She moved it from side to side and looked all around the base, and then
she lifted each of my balls and looked at them.

   Finally she sat back.  "I've always wanted to do that.  As you can
probably tell, I haven't been with very many men.

   With all the stimulation, I was getting very horny, but I resisted the
temptation to ask her how many.

   But she surprised me by asking, "Would you like to know how many?"

   "Uhh, yeah, I guess so,"

   "One.  When I was 14, a boy in my class was leaving to go to another
school.  The night before he left, I went to his house and sneaked into his
bedroom.  I played with him until he got hard, then I made him put it in
me. My hymen was very thin, and it broke without a problem.  But he didn't
last very long.

   I could tell he was ready to come, so I pushed him off.  He came all
over everything and I jumped up and left.  When I got home, I was scared,
and I told my dad"

   "YOU TOLD YOUR DAD?"

   "Yes, I tell my dad everything.  He's been both Mom and Dad to me for a
long time.  He doesn't lie to me and I don't lie to him.  He asked me not
to do it again until I was older, and I didn't.  Not long ago, the sex-ed
class at school talked about the Pill.  So when I went for my regular
check-up, the doctor prescribed them.

   "Did you tell your dad about us?"

   "Yes"

   "What did he say?"

   "He said it was about time."

   I sat with an amazed look on my face, until she said, "Do you know what
else he told me?"

   "No."

   "He told me not to talk with my mouth full", and she went down on me.

   We made love and fell asleep in each other's arms.



   SUNDAY

   I was awake again very early, and I went out by the pool to enjoy the
sunrise.  It was just peeking over the hills, when someone called my name.

   Kate was by the back door to the garage, and she motioned me over.  She
was standing by a ladder, and it had something sitting on it.



   It turned out to be an old door.  One end was sitting on top of a
cabinet; the ladder supported the other end.  There were several cans of
paint sitting on the center of the door and two more open cans on the floor
under it.

   She said, "Hold the door for a minute, I need the ladder."

   I held the end up until it was about level with my chin, and Kate took
the ladder away.  Then she picked up the open paint cans and set them on
the door, about a foot from my face.

   I was wondering what she was doing.  Then I felt her unzipping my pants.


   She giggled, "Don't drop it, or you'll get paint all over you", and she
took me into her mouth.  After a few seconds, she pulled off and said,
"Umm, Sam is very tasty." Then she went back to work.  It took a little
time, because I was trying not to drop the door, but finally I flooded her
throat.

   She put the ladder back under the door.  I carefully set it down and
when I reached over to grab her, she was laughing.

   I said, "Are you nuts?  I could have dropped the ladder and the paint
would have been everywhere!"

   "Nope, there was nothing in the cans but water.  This was pay-back time
for yesterday morning!"

   "It reminds me of that time under the tractor."

   "I know.  That's where I got the idea." Then she grabbed me around the
waist and held me to her.

   She said, "Damn, I'm going to miss you", and she went into the house.

   I went into our bedroom and kissed Sam awake.  After our showers, we
gathered our things and went into the kitchen.  Kate was making coffee. 
Mom and Dad came in, and a few minutes later Ben showed up.

   After breakfast we dropped Dad off at the local airport to pick up our
plane, and the rest of us drove to LAX.

   I asked Kate what time our flight left.

   She said, "when ever we got there."

   I was thinking about that, when she pulled into a side street by LAX. 
We went to a counter and Kate picked up a phone.  A few minutes later, a
good-looking woman wearing a pilot's uniform came up to us.  Kate shook
hands with her, and they talked for a minute.  Then Kate brought her over
and introduced her.

   "This is Sally.  She'll be flying you to La Paz."

   We shook hands and followed her out of the terminal to a twin-engine
plane with "Johnson Industries" on its side.  When we got in, she asked me
if I'd like to sit in the co-pilot's seat.  When we got to altitude, I
asked her who owned the plane.

   She gave me a puzzled look and said, "Herb Johnson.  Didn't you know?"

   I gulped and said that I didn't.

   A few hours later we landed at La Paz airport and parked next to another
plane.  It was an exact copy of ours.

   Herb and Sylvia were there to meet us.

   Sylvia hugged Mom, and Herb shook hands with Dad and me.  Herb was
driving an open sided bus-thing that looked like it could hold ten people,
and we drove about 30 minutes out of town to what looked like a small hotel
on the beach.

   There were several other, smaller places nearby that looked like large
private homes.  A Latin man took our luggage in a cart, and we followed him
to a series of small cottages lining the beach, and he showed both Sam and
I to our own cottage.  As I was putting my things away, there was a tap on
my door, and a man said that when I was ready, to meet everyone in the
veranda, and wear a bathing suit.

   I got Sam, and we went to the main house.

   The Veranda turned out to be a large open-topped room facing the beach.
It had a tile floor; several tables with umbrellas and a small wall ran
around the outside of it.

   Herb came in wearing bathing trunks, and Sylvia followed him.  She had a
filmy wrap around her.  You could see through it, and she was topless.

   Herb said that he hoped we hadn't brought a lot of clothes, because
there was a local law that said, if anything we wanted to do, couldn't be
done in bathing suits, or less, it didn't need doing.  We all laughed.

   He said that he would be here all week and we could stay as long as we
liked.  And that Sally, our pilot, and some other people would be joining
us.

   Two people brought us treys of food and drinks and we sat and enjoyed
the ocean view.

   A short while later, Sally joined us.  She was also wearing a short
wrap-around skirt, and was topless.

   Mom shrugged, then she casually took off her top.  A minute later, Sam
did too.

   I sat at the table and waited for my hard-on to subside.

   The waiters were pouring us drinks from big glass pitchers.  It tasted
like fruit juice with Rum in it.  It wasn't strong, but before long
everyone was relaxed. It was getting warm, so Sam and I decided to go
swimming.  We grabbed towels, and I followed her to the water.  We noticed
that some other women on the beach were topless, but most were naked.



   Sam stopped and took off the bottoms of her suit and ran to the water. I
did the same and followed her.  The water was calm and felt like it was in
the mid 80s.

   Sam said, "I've always wanted to swim naked like this since I saw some
people on a Cable channel doing it.  Is this great or what?"

   Soon, Mom and Sylvia joined us.

   There was a very large rock about a hundred yards from the shore and I
asked Sam if she wanted to swim out to it, but he said she didn't think she
could make it that far.  She explained that her Dad didn't swim, so she
didn't have much practice.  But if I wanted to go, she'd be happy hanging
around the shore.

   Mom and Sylvia said, "C'mon, we'll race you", and the three of us took
off.  Mom is a terrific swimmer.  I pulled away at the beginning, but half
way there, Mom caught and passed me.  Sylvia hung on just a few yards
behind.

   When we got there, Mom was waiting, standing on top of the rock wringing
out her hair.  The sun was causing water droplets to sparkle all over her
body.

   Sylvia and I rested on a flat place below her and she saw me looking at
Mom.

   "She's beautiful isn't she?"

   "Yes, she is.  I sometimes forget how beautiful"

   "Does she remind you of Kate?"

   "Yes, I guess that's one reason I'm so crazy about Kate"

   "How do you feel about Sam?"

   "Is that a serious question?"

   "Sure."

   I thought for a minute and said, "I like Sam a lot.  She's my age, and
she's real.  When I'm with her, I want to love and protect her.  With Kate,
it's different.  She's like a fantasy to me.  I have trouble believing that
she wants to be around me.  I want to fall head over heels in love with
her, but I'm afraid that one day, she'll disappear."

   Sylvia stared at the ocean for a long moment.  Then she turned to me
with a twinkle in her eye.

   "And what about me?"

   I took hold of her shoulders and looked seriously at her.  "I am totally
nuts about you.  You give the best blow-jobs in the world." Then I pushed
her into the water.

   She came up sputtering and chased me up the rock to where Mom was.

   We stood there looking at the ocean for a while.  Then Sylvia said,
"Follow me."

   We climbed around the rock and on the side facing away from the shore;
there was a large flat place covered with moss that was soft to the touch.
We lay on it for a while and enjoyed the solitude, and then we swam back to
shore.

   When we got there, we put on the bottoms of our suits and went to the
Veranda.

   Herb, Sally and another man were playing cards.  Herb introduced the new
man as Henry, the pilot of the other plane, and "the worst card player in
the entire world" so we pulled up some chairs and watched.

   It was funny watching Sally.  She was really into the game, and when it
was her turn, she would slam the card down, and her tits would bounce up
and down.  They teased her about it until she pulled on a t-shirt.

   Sam was over talking with one of our waiters.  He was a Mexican boy
named Carlos.  He had flashing eyes and a super white smile.  Sam was
practicing her Spanish.

   Mom and Sylvia joined the card game, so I took a stroll down the beach.

   About a quarter mile from our place was a fair size hotel.  It had an
outside bar that was right on the beach.  It was "U" shaped, had a dance
floor in the middle and a place for musicians.  There was a bunch of people
sitting around it, drinking.  As I passed, a good-looking woman in her
early 40s turned on her stool to watch me go by.  She was dressed in a
muumuu, and she turned a little too quickly, and one leg of the stool sank
in the sand and she started to fall over backwards.  I was right next to
her and I reached out to catch her, but I missed and got a double handful
of her dress.  I heard it rip and she slowly sank to the ground.  I was
left holding her dress and she was lying on the ground, naked.

   One of her legs was caught on the stool and was sticking up in the air
and the other was on the ground, so her pussy was in full view of everyone.


   I stared in surprise, and got instantly hard.

   She scrambled up, jerked the dress out of my hand and started toward the
hotel, but when she passed me she saw the bulge in my pants and she
stopped.

   She reached down, and in one motion, pulled my pants down around my
ankles.  My Cock burst straight out.

   She stared for a second, then she put her middle finger against her
thumb and flicked it right on the head, HARD!

   It hurt!  And I grabbed it and started dancing around yelling OW!  She
laughed and went into the hotel.

   Everybody at the bar was laughing as I pulled up my suit and ran back to
our place.

   I looked around for Sam, and found her standing at the edge of the
water, looking out at the Ocean, so I walked up and put my arms around her.

   We stood there for a while, and then she said, "I'm glad you're back. 
I've been thinking about you, and the freedom I feel, since I met you."

   "What does that mean?"

   "Until I met you, my whole world was my dad, school, and the airport. I
honestly didn't think beyond that.  I suppose I would have eventually come
out of the safe box that I built for myself, but you made me do it now. 
For the first time ever, I'm looking to the future, and I'm excited about
it."

   "So, you're happy with me and the way we are, together?"

   "Yes, happier then I could imagine.  But scared and a little sad."

   "Why are you sad?"

   "For a couple of reasons.  I kind of miss my safe box, and I'm really
scared of my feelings for you."

   I started to protest, but she held her finger to my lips.

   "You're leaving soon and I've reconciled myself to that, but I also know
that I don't have 100 percent of you while you're here."

   "But Sam I..."

   She interrupted.  "It's OK.  I've just recently come into your life.  I
know you've been with Tammy.  I see the way you look at Kate, and there are
probably others. But I don't want to know about them or think about them. I
just want to enjoy things while you're here"

   Just then some loud laughter came from the card game.  Someone had
apparently won a big hand.  Herb stood up and said "C'mon" and everyone
followed him into the house.

   In a big interior room next to the Veranda, there was a long table
loaded with food.  So we all took plates and sat around.

   Sam was talking with Mom, and I ended up next to Sylvia.

   She asked if I was having a good time.

   "Yes!  This is a great hotel.  Does he own part of it?

   "She laughed.  "This isn't a Hotel.  It's a great big house.  He calls
it his 'Get-away place'.  He owns this and much more."

   "Wow!  He must be rich."

   "Oh yes, very rich."

   Then she asked, "Are you going swimming later?"

   "I don't know.  Why?"

   "No reason."

   We went back to the Veranda and were having coffee when a small group of
people joined us.  Herb introduced everyone.  One of them was the lady I
had run into earlier at the bar.  Herb introduced her as Barbara Collins.

   She pointed at me, and in a loud voice, said, "Hey Herb, Do you know
that this kid ripped off all my clothes and tried to have his way with me
this afternoon?"

   Herb grinned and said, "How'd he make out.  Was it any good?"

   "Well, the people at the bar thought that he should have at least bought
me a drink first!" Everyone laughed and she started tell what happened.

   Sylvia and Sally left the table, and the card game started to resume
with some new players.  I looked for Sam and she was talking with the
Mexican boy again, so I sat with Mom for a while, and she mentioned that
Dad would be here tomorrow.

   Then the card players called her to the table.

   I went in to my cabin to use the rest room.  When I finished, I lay on
the bed for a while and read a book I had brought along.  I got involved in
the story, and after a while I realized that some time had gone by and it
was dark.  So I started back to the Veranda.

   As I left the room, I saw two figures.  They were holding hands and
walking toward a cabin on the end where the servants lived.  As they opened
the door to the cabin, the light came on, and I recognized Sam.

   I was shocked and confused, and I sat down on the sand by the beach to
think.

   I wanted to run up and tear the door down, but I realized that I had no
right.  No matter what she was going to do, I had done as bad or worse.

   I tried to rationalize, and say that she was having a lark to protect
herself from the fact that I was leaving.  But nothing helped.  Jealousy
was a new thing to me, and I was bothered by it.

   The nights in Baja can be beautiful but this one exceptional.  There
were a million stars and the moon was so bright, it was almost like day. 
The air temperature was still in the 80s.

   I went into the water and swam for a while.

   The rock was a shadow against the backdrop of stars so I headed for it.

   I pulled myself up on it and was resting, when I heard some noises.  I
went to the other side, and there on the Moss was Sylvia and Sally.

   Sylvia was on her back.  Her legs were spread, and Sally was on her
stomach, with her head between them.  I was watching, mesmerized, when
Sylvia said, "It's about time you got here."

   Sally started to get up, but Sylvia stopped her, and they both watched
as I came closer.

   Sally was still between Sylvia's legs, and she was looking at me over
her shoulder, when Sylvia whispered something to her.  Sally grinned and
raised her butt up and got on her knees.  Then she went back and continued
eating Sylvia.

   Her butt was pointed right at me and her pussy was in full view.

   The sight was amazing and I was instantly hard.

   Sylvia looked at me, winked, and nodded at Sally.  I was excited, and
without thinking, I dropped my trunks and knelt behind Sally.

   My head was spinning.  The thought of Sam and the Mexican boy, and what
was probably going on between them, flashed before my brain, but it was
overshadowed by the fact that there a naked woman directly in front of me,
and she was waiting for me to fuck her.  So without thinking anymore I slid
all the way into her pussy.

   She moaned and raised her head slightly, but Sylvia pulled her head back
to her pussy, and watched me fuck Sally.

   I guess she and Sylvia had been playing for a while, because she was
very wet and slippery.

   Her pussy was kind of loose, but it still felt good, and I began really
slamming into her.

   Before long I could feel Sally getting ready, and when I looked at
Sylvia it looked like she was getting ready too.

   Suddenly, Sally's pussy seemed to swell and get tighter, and then she
threw her head back, closed her eyes and came.

   I held still for a few seconds as she was coming down from it, when
Sylvia suddenly pushed her off and pulled me on top of her.



   Her pussy was an oven.  It was sloppy wet with Sally's saliva, and she
came almost immediately, but she wouldn't let me go.  So I kept at her
until she came again. Sally watched us as we fucked.  She had her hand on
her pussy and was rubbing rapidly.

   As soon as she saw Sylvia come for the second time, she pulled me over
and I started fucking her again.

   As much as I was enjoying this, I couldn't come, because thoughts of Sam
kept creeping into my mind.  But my cock stayed hard, and I think I could
have gone on all night.

   Sally seemed to be enjoying things, but started moaning loudly when
Sylvia slid her hand between us and played with Sally's clit as I fucked
her.  Pretty soon, Sally came again.

   I was getting tired, so I rolled off and lay on my back to cool down.

   I was covered with both of their juices, and I was about to slip into
the water to rinse off, when Sally lay down next to me.

   I watched with amazement as she started licking their juices off me.  My
cock had started to get limp, but by the time she was finished, I was hard
again.

   Sylvia had been watching us and came over and pushed Sally on her back
and began rubbing her pussy.

   I watched as she put in two fingers, then a third.  Sally started
humping Sylvia's hand.  Then Sylvia cupped her hand and put in the fourth
finger, then her thumb.

   Sally was humping violently now.

   I watched, amazed, as Sylvia slid her whole hand inside Sally.

   Sally stopped moving, and just lay there shuddering as Sylvia started
moving her hand.  It was in all the way inside, and I could see the tendons
in her wrist moving.  I guessed that she was moving her fingers around
inside her.

   Sally was making grunting noises.  And I could see fluid oozing out of
her around Sylvia's wrist.

   This was amazing, I was suddenly horny and all thoughts of Sam left my
mind.

   I got behind Sylvia.  She was still wet and slippery and I rubbed myself
against her till I was slick, then I slid the head of my cock, into her
ass.

   She reached back with her free hand and dug her fingers into my thigh.

   I heard something and looked down, and she was urinating on Sally.

   A river came out of her and splashed all over Sally's body, and Sally
was rubbing it all over her belly and tits.

   Sylvia finished and after the last few spurts, started backing into me.
I went in her ass deeper and deeper until I was buried all the way.

   I moved slowly in and out.  She was so tight, the pressure was amazing.

   She had her head back and her eyes closed.  Every time I would go in all
the way, she would whimper.

   Her hand was still in Sally, but it wasn't moving.  Sally was watching
us wide-eyed and was still rubbing her tits with urine.I felt myself
getting ready, and my cock must have swelled up even more, because Sylvia
was moaning repeatedly.

   When Sally lifted her urine soaked hands to her mouth and licked her
fingers, I came and so did Sylvia, and we collapsed onto the moss.

   Sylvia slowly slid her hand out of Sally, and I lay there resting and
trying to make sense of what just happened, but thoughts of Sam started
creeping back.

   Sylvia looked like she was sleeping and Sally lay down next to her and
put her arms around her.

   I slipped into the water and swam back to shore.





   The card game was in full swing and Sam was sitting next to Mom,
watching her play.  When she saw me, she smiled.

   I turned and walked away, and she got up and followed me.

   She said, "Where have you been?  We missed you."

   "Swimming."

   "Why didn't you come and get me?"

   "Because you were busy with Carlos."

   She had a puzzled look on her face, and she said, "Are you mad?"

   "Should I be?"

   She frowned and said, "Follow me."

   She led me to the cottage where she and Carlos had gone and knocked on
the door.  Carlos opened it.

   Sam said, "Can we see the baby?"

   He stepped aside and there was a young girl lying in bed holding a tiny
baby.

   Sam said, "This is Juanita, Carlos's wife.  She had the baby the day
before yesterday, and Carlos was showing her to me."

   I made the appropriate cooing noises and we left.

   I felt ashamed of myself, but Sam didn't seem to notice, and before long
she was laughing and telling me about funny things that had gone on during
the card game.  She said that there were a lot of sexual innuendo, but
every time things would get a little raunchy, they would look at her and
get quiet.

   We wondered what would be going on if she weren't there, so we decided
to take a walk down the beach and leave them alone.

   We were getting up to leave, when Sylvia and Sally showed up.  Sylvia
was walking slowly, and Sally had her arm around her.

   Herb jumped up and asked Sylvia what was the matter.

   Sally said that she said that she slipped and fell on a rock, but she'd
be OK.

   As she passed me she put her hand on her butt, and frowned.  Sam asked
me what that was all about.  I just shrugged.

   Sam and I walked down the beach toward the hotel where the incident with
the lady happened.  The beach is very wide there.  The hotel sits far back
and there is quite a distance between it and the water.  The beach is flat,
but as it gets to the shore, there is a slight drop.

   There was a campfire down by the water, and as we neared it, we saw that
the hotel was almost hidden from view.

   There were some people on blankets around the fire.

   When we got close enough, we could see four couples.  Two couples were
in each other's arms, and though the firelight was dim, one of the couples
appeared to be making love.

   The third couple and a man were watching a breathtakingly beautiful girl
dancing around the fire to music from a small portable radio.

   She was bare breasted and her skin was deep brown.  Her head was tilted
back, her arms were away from her sides and her eyes were closed.  Her
jet-black hair hung almost to her waist, and it shimmered and floated in
the firelight as she turned and twisted.

   Sam whispered, "Wow, is that sexy", and we watched, memorized, until the
dancer opened her eyes and saw us.

   She said something in Spanish to the people around her, and one of them
said something to us.  I looked at Sam for translation.

   "They want us to join them."

   So we sat by the fire and the girl came close and danced especially for
Sam and me.

   She swayed and turned before us.  She didn't do anything vulgar, but the
effect was very erotic.

   She said something to the people around her, and then she looked at us
again, and said something else.

   Sam giggled, "I didn't hear what she said the first time, but just now
she said that you were the one with the big penis that was at the bar
today"

   A tall, well built man got up and tried to dance with the girl.  They
made a beautiful couple, but he wasn't a very good dancer, and after a few
stumbles in the sand, he sat back down.

   Sam said, "Dance with her."

   I looked at Sam and she nodded for me to go ahead, so I stood up.  The
girl danced over in front of me, and I started to move with her.  She was
smooth and very easy to follow, and we hovered close to each other and
moved together.  We never touched but danced as one.

   The song ended and a faster one started.  Our eyes were locked and it
took effort to remain close without touching.  But as we learned each
other's moves we danced even closer.

   The girl was amazing.  Her skin was flawless, she was fantastic looking
and she was the best dancer I had ever been with.  Soon we were both lost
to the music.  As we moved together faster and closer, her hair began
brushing my face and arms.

   I could smell her and feel the heat coming off her body.  Her nipples
were very erect, and once in a while, one of them would brush against me.
Soon, both our bodies were soaked with perspiration.

   When the song ended, we were both breathing heavily, but we stood, eyes
locked until the noise of applause startled both of us.

   Everyone who had been watching, even the couple that had been making
love, were applauding.

   The girl took my hand and led me back to Sam.  She stooped and said
something to her in Spanish, and went and lay next to the man who had been
dancing with her.

   I asked Sam what the girl had said.

   "She told me that either I should make love to you right now, or she
would."

   The firelight barely reached to where we were lying, but I don't think
it would have made a difference, when Sam reached down and pulled off her
bikini bottom.

   I started to pull my trunks off, and realized I had a tremendous hard
on. I wondered how long it had been that way.

   Sam's body was hot to the touch, and the scent of her arousal filled the
air.

   I whispered, "Shall I go in the water and rinse off first?" but she
didn't answer me, she just grabbed me and pulled me on top of her.

   She was very wet, and obviously very ready.

   I went all the way into her in one thrust, and she moaned and dug her
fingers into my back.  Every time I went deep, she would thrust her body up
to meet me.

   Because I had come not too long ago, we went on for a long time.

   Sam would come occasionally, but not the big, earth-shattering kind. 
She would just hesitate for a minute and then continue meeting my thrusts.
I began to tire, so the next time she came, I pulled out and lay down next
to her.  But when she saw I was still hard, she pushed me on my back and
settled herself onto my cock.

   She moved slowly up and down.  Every time she touched bottom she would
pause for a second, then she would slowly rise till I was almost out of
her. I closed my eyes and concentrated.  I could feel the ridges inside
her, and I cold feel when my cock touched her cervix.

   When she was all the way down, her muscles would milk the head of my
cock, and the feeling was fantastic.

   Then I felt some movement and opened my eyes.  Sam's head was back and
her eyes were closed.

   The dancer and her friend were sitting on each side of us.

   He was stroking Sam's head, and the dancer was caressing Sam's breasts.
The dancer saw me looking, and reached down and laid her hand on my stomach
with her fingers on each side of my Penis.

   Every time Sam would touch bottom, the girl would rub her knuckles
against Sam's clit.

   I had never seen Sam so turned on.  She was moaning constantly, the
muscles in her pussy were swelling and I could feel her getting ready.

   This time when she came, the juices gushed out of her and I could feel
them running onto me and dripping off my body.  She stopped moving and just
sat there with her eyes closed.

   I watched in amazement as the dancer's friend bent and kissed Sam.  Eyes
still closed, she returned his kiss.  The dancer slowly pulled her hand
from between us, looked at me and licked her fingers.  Then she bent and
kissed me.

   It was a wonderful kiss.  Her lips were soft and slippery and she tasted
like Sam.

   I had been ready to cum, and when she snaked her tongue between my lips
it sent me over the edge.

   Sam and I cuddled next to each other for quite a while.  At one point, I
glanced over, and in the dim firelight, I could see the dancer and the
blond man making love.

   When Sam and I could move, we slipped away and went into the water.

   We swam and rinsed off and came out invigorated.  When we went back to
get our swimsuits, the dancer saw us, and Sam blew her a kiss.

   We walked along the beach talking about what had happened.  We were both
blown away, but agreed that it had been a wonderful experience.

   I asked Sam what it felt like to make love in front of someone else.

   She hugged me, and said that there was nobody else there but me.

   We walked up the beach for a while, and then we circled back by the
hotel bar and saw that our group had gathered there.

   A small band was playing.  Herb was dancing with Mom, Sally was dancing
with someone and Sylvia was at the bar, talking with the other pilot.  We
joined them, and without asking, the bartender, A 350 pound man, who was
only about 5 feet tall, set drinks in front of us.

   We were both thirsty and downed them right away, and the bartender slid
over two more.

   Henry the pilot asked if he could dance with Sam.  I nodded and they
went off.

   I turned to Sylvia.  "Are you OK?"

   "Everything is OK but my ass.  You should carry a warning sign on that
club of yours!"

   I laughed and said, "Wait a minute, I don't remember you complaining
when it was happening!" She looked at me and said, "OK young man!  That
settles it.  Before this week is over, you're going to be begging for
mercy!"

   I said, "We'll see."

   I watched Sam dance with the pilot.  They were good together.  When the
song ended, she came back to the bar.  We downed our drinks and she pulled
me to the dance floor.  The next dance was a slow one and we flowed across
the floor.  I didn't remember that she danced so well.  There was a glow
about her, and her eyes sparkled in the lights.  I wanted to hold her to me
and never let her go.

   It never occurred to me that the drinks had anything to do with it.

   By now the bar was packed with people, and when band took a break we sat
with Sally and Barbara Collins.  They were doing Tequila shots and we drank
along with them.

   When the band returned, a pretty girl came over and asked me to dance.

   I looked at Sam and I thought she nodded yes.

   The girl and I stepped to the floor and I saw Sam follow us with another
man and start dancing.

   The floor was crowded and it was very noisy.  The girl was just an OK
dancer, but we were having a good time.  Then she started talking about
something.  I couldn't hear what she was saying, so I danced her over to a
quieter place.  She started talking again, but I still couldn't hear, so I
leaned in close to her.

   The next thing I knew, I heard a loud SMACK!  and the girl was lying on
her back.  Sam was standing over her with her fists clenched.

   The people around were staring and I stood there speechless.

   Mom ran to Sam and grabbed her.  "Sam, what was that all about?"

   "That Cunt was trying to steal my man"

   Mom and I both looked at her.  Sam was totally bombed!

   We walked her back to Herbs place and Mom took her to her room.

   A few minutes later she came out and said that Sam was asleep before her
head hit the pillow.







   

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