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   Book, part 1



   It had been snowing for several weeks.  The mountains surrounding the
somewhat backward Idaho town of Rexburg were piled high with the white
stuff.  This story takes place on a small cul-de-sac, on a somewhat obscure
road, that was in dire need of a snow plow.  The obvious need for a snow
plow was fine with Amy and Beth.  It meant that they might get another day
away from school.  At thirteen and ten years old respectively, neither of
the two girls much cared about school when there was fun to be had playing
in the neighbor's yard.  Mrs.  Casey, Ruth, was Amy and Beth's mother.  Her
ex-husband, Pat, had skipped out on them when Beth was only three months
old.  That seemed like ancient history to the kids as they worked together
to build a snow fort in the neighbor's yard.  Their neighbor never seemed
to mind what they did in his yard, as long as their mother said that it was
ok.

   What the kids didn't know was that Ruth and her neighbor, David, had
been high school sweethearts.  In fact, David moved back to Rexburg soon
after he found out that Ruth and Pat's marriage was on the rocks.  He had
still felt serious emotions for Ruth, and was overjoyed to find that the
house next to hers was on the market.  The two had a short-lived fling
after Pat left, but decided that things had just changed too much between
them for anything serious to really work out.  Besides, Ruth did not
cherish the thought of being called Mrs.  David Snodgrass.  Of course, Ruth
did her best to keep that information from her two girls.  Even though
David was just like a part of the family, Ruth's feelings were that she
should set a good example for her kids.

   The neighbors on the other side of David were a bit on the strange side.
They had a son named Princeton who was nine, and they also had a
ten-year-old daughter who had moved away under mysterious circumstances. 
Barry and Melinda Nelson never really talked about their little girl.  The
most that either Ruth or David had ever gotten out of them was her age and
that she was attending a very special school back East.  As if his real
name wasn't hard enough to take, the children in the neighborhood had given
Princeton the nickname `Prissy'.  As you can imagine, it was a nickname
that a boy of nine did his best to ignore.

   Next to the Nelsons' residence was the Young house.  Nicolette and
Justin were an unusual couple.  They had nine children, of which none were
allowed to play with the rest of the kids in the neighborhood.  They were
strict Mormons and would not allow their children's minds to be `polluted'
by the other `heathen' children living near them.

   The corner house, next to the Young's was vacant.  It had been that way
for almost five years when David had moved in.  It was probably due to the
bad plumbing and wiring that hadn't passed inspection when the house was
first built.  The contractor who built it eventually found himself in
prison for fraud.  Although it was vacant, the State technically owned it,
so it was actually in pretty good shape.  Everyone more or less figured
that there was a politician somewhere who was waiting to buy it for himself
for much less than fair market value.

   Back to the other side of the Caseys were the Larsens.  Ralph and Irene
were two of the friendliest, older people in Rexburg.  Irene was constantly
baking treats for everyone in the neighborhood, and Ralph was always taking
one or another of the neighborhood boys on a fishing trip.  Everyone seemed
to like the Larsens.  That even included the Youngs, who once invited both
Ralph and Irene to visit the Mormon Temple in Salt Lake City with them.  It
is rumored that Ralph came down with a nonexistent illness to prevent the
trip, but nobody really knows for sure.

   Next to the Larsens, in the big house on the corner, lived Dennis
Stroud. Dennis lived alone, but was always friendly to anyone he ran in to.
He was in his mid thirties, and had made a small fortune in technology
stocks when he was only seventeen.  Although he kept the image of a perfect
gentleman, it was not uncommon for Dennis to entertain three or four very
attractive young ladies every week.

   There were other families along the surrounding roads as well.  Many of
them had children, and everyone seemed to feel that they were living in a
community.  If something happened, then everyone knew about it within an
hour or so.  That's just how it worked in Rexburg in 1988.



   Amy and Beth had just completed the snow fort when their mother stepped
outside to tell them that it was official.  There would be no school again
because of the heavy snow on the roads.  That also meant that everyone in
the surrounding areas was `trapped'.  What a glorious thing for a kid to
hear!  The news had just been posted on the radio, so the doors to many
houses opened right after it was broadcast.  The snow-covered roads were
soon filled with playing children.

   The two girls were ready for Princeton to emerge from his house.  They
had several piles of snowballs just waiting for the poor kid.  Sure enough,
he came bounding out of his front door wearing a coat that must have been
designed for arctic exploration.  He knew what he was in for, but he went
to the girls anyway.  "Hey Prissy, think you can beat two GIRLS today, or
are you chicken?" Amy taunted.  He took his time to reply and then
answered, "I don't know if I should. My parents don't want me to pick on
you wimps too much.  They are afraid that you will try to sue me or
something!" With that, the snowballs started flying.

   It didn't take too long for the long range target practice to become
hand to hand combat. Although the girls had each gotten a few good shots
in, Princeton had the advantage of tactics. He was willing to take a few
good hits in order to stuff a handful of snow down each of their backs. 
That would cause much more discomfort than just getting hit in the face
with a snowball or two.  The girls squealed and writhed as Princeton
carefully jammed a handful of snow down each of their collars.  He had done
it before, so he knew how to get them to let their guards down.  They
always had piles of snowballs.  That meant that they could only hold so
many before they would have to reach down to reload.  That's when he
struck. First came Beth and then Amy.

   What Princeton hadn't counted on this time was that Amy and Beth had
figured out that there were two of them and only one of him.  Amy was
almost four inches taller than Princeton, so she was the one who the two
girls had decided would hold him down, while Beth stuffed handfuls of snow
up his coat and down his pants.  That's exactly what they did too.  They
also dragged him inside of their newly built snow fort so that he couldn't
yell to anyone for help.  It worked like a charm.

   The cold of the snow up his shirt and in his pants was shocking enough
to make Princeton VERY uncomfortable.  That wasn't the worst of it though.
Beth had his pecker in her gloved hand and was just holding it there. 
Princeton didn't know what to do.  He thought about trying to smack Beth,
but he knew that Amy would rip him apart if he did.  Instead, he shouted,
"Let go of my dick you bitch!" Beth had no idea that she had been holding
Prissy's dick.  She thought that it was only some of the snow that she'd
shoved into his pants.  Beth looked at Amy and said, "He's just trying to
make me stop.  Don't listen to him." It was obvious to Princeton that there
was nothing that he could say to make the two girls give in.  Maybe there
was one thing, Princeton thought.  It had to be worth trying.  It couldn't
have been any worse than her freezing cold glove wrapped around his pecker.

   "Okay then," he said, "If that's not what you're holding then I'll give
you ten bucks!" The girls quickly looked at each other in disbelief.  They
knew that Princeton wouldn't pay ten dollars just to make them stop, unless
. . .  Amy asked, "Are you serious Princeton?" He just nodded. Beth started
to turn green.  "You mean I'm holding your wiener?" Beth asked shakily. 
Again, Princeton just nodded.  Amy looked at her sister and then started to
laugh.  "What's so funny?" Beth asked in an almost angry tone.  Amy
continued to laugh, but managed to say, "Bethie's holding Prissy's Pee
Pee." Beth didn't see the humor in it at first, but then she started to
laugh along with her sister.  With that, Princeton quietly asked, "Beth,
will you let go of it unless you are going to do something with it?" He
continued, "Your glove is really cold." That set the two girls off even
more.  Their laughter increased.  Amy did her best to calm down for a
moment and then she asked, "What is she going to do with Little Prissy's
Pee Pee?" It started all over again.  The two girls were laughing so hard
that they could hardly breathe.

   Princeton finally grabbed Beth's wrist and forcibly removed her hand
from his frozen pecker.  It was more humiliation than he had ever even
dreamed possible.  Princeton was mad!  He looked straight at Amy and asked,
"How would YOU like it if I rammed a big ice sickle up your cunt and just
held it there?!" He continued, "At least I've got a dick!  All that you two
have is a big hole that you can cram things into!" His insults just bounced
off of the two hysterical girls. Beth repeated, "Little Prissy's Pee," and
their laughter resumed at full strength.

   The cold from the snow and Beth's cold glove had been replaced with the
heat of humiliation and anger.  Princeton was really angry.  He seethed for
a moment or two and then he chose his method of revenge.  Princeton, a
nine-year-old boy, took off his jacket and pulled down his pants so that
the two girls could see what he was talking about.  He knew that he could
get in serious trouble for doing it, but he didn't care.  He wanted his
revenge!

   The laughter instantly turned to silence.  The two girls just stared at
the neighbor boy's penis in utter disbelief.  Beth didn't know whether to
try to run away or to cry.  She looked at Amy for support and reassurance.
Amy just looked at Princeton's penis.  Then she spoke.  "I'm really sorry
Princeton, does it hurt?" she asked sympathetically.  He had no idea what
she was talking about.  He replied, "No, it doesn't hurt.  It's just cold."
He continued, "It's not something that girls should tease about.  I mean, I
put up with you calling me Prissy but it's not right to just make your
sister hold my dick like that." With that, Beth figured out what to do. 
She started to cry.  Amy didn't notice her sister's tears.  She just asked,
"Doesn't it hurt or anything?" She continued, "I mean it's all blue."

   Princeton was in no mood for games.  If this was some sort of a trick
then he was going to really get even with Amy and her sister!  It was no
trick.  His dick was blue.  It was blue enough that Princeton almost
fainted.  Nothing like this had ever happened before.  He panicked.  "I
can't show this to my mom!  What will I do?" Princeton asked.  Amy knew
that he was right.  If he said anything to anyone then she and her little
sister would be in BIG trouble!  Amy looked Princeton right in the eyes and
asked him a very serious question.  She asked, "Do you think that it will
be ok if we get it warmed up?" The boy was feeling lightheaded.  He didn't
know what to say.  He just knew that his penis was mostly blue.  It was
also very short and cold.

   "Beth, promise never to tell anyone about this?" Amy asked.  Beth nodded
and wiped the tears from her cheeks.  "Princeton?" Amy asked, as if to get
his promise as well.  "What are you going to do to me?" he asked.  "I know
what to do but you've got to promise never to tell anyone ever in your
life, ok?" Beth asked in a serious but hesitant voice.  Princeton replied,
"I'll promise if you're sure that it will work." "It will work," Amy
answered.  Then she told him to lie down on his coat and close his eyes.

   Amy really didn't know what she was doing, but she did know how she
warmed her own fingers when they got too cold.  "This shouldn't be any
different," she thought to herself.  Then she took the boy's penis into her
mouth.  It really was cold.  It made her tongue cold too.  Princeton reeled
back as her lips and tongue engulfed his nine-year-old penis.  "What are
you doing?" he exclaimed.  Amy stopped just long enough to say, "Just shut
up!  This is the only way!  Just lay there and shut up!" Then she returned
her mouth and tongue to his penis.  Princeton reluctantly complied.

   As the blood returned to Princeton's dick, Amy began to feel it swelling
inside of her mouth.  It didn't taste like much to her, and she knew that
she was doing the right thing.  "It's just like being a doctor," she
thought to herself.  Then her sister spoke.  "Do you want me to do it for a
while?" Beth asked.  Amy said nothing.  Then Beth said, "I'm the one who
did it, so I should have to do that, right?" For once in her life, Beth was
making sense to her big sister.  Amy stopped her life saving technique and
looked at her sister.  "Do you want to?" Amy asked.  Beth made a face and
then replied, "I am the one who did it to him." Amy got up to allow her
sister to take her place.  Before she attempted the procedure, Beth asked,
"What's it taste like?" Her sister shrugged her shoulders and replied,
"Just like your thumb or something.  It's not bad or anything."

   Princeton hadn't really gotten the chance to feel much when Amy had his
dick in her mouth. Everything was still too cold.  When Amy started though,
his senses were back to normal.  Her little pink tongue really felt good
down there.  He was even starting to get a boner.



   Amy had thought of what she'd done as a sort of medical procedure. 
There wasn't really anything nasty or bad about doing it.  She was just
doing what she was supposed to.  As she thought this to herself over and
over, she began to question herself as well.  Why was it making her tingle
when she watched her little sister do the same thing?  Why was Princeton
getting a boner?  Wait!  A boner?  Amy told her little sister to stop. 
Then she asked, "Princeton, do you have a boner?" He nodded.  "Why do you
have a boner?" she asked.  He smiled coyly and answered, "Because it feels
really good when Beth does it." Beth hadn't stopped.  Amy repeated her
command to her little sister, "Beth, I told you to stop doing that!  He's
ok now." Beth just kept exploring her nine-year-old neighbor's penis with
her tongue.

   Amy eventually had to physically remove her sister from Princeton's now
hard dick.  When she asked why Beth wouldn't stop, Beth told her that it
felt really weird when it got all hard in her mouth.  After that, oaths
were sworn and the incident was to be completely forgotten by all.  At
least, that's what the promises were about.  The rest of the day was
typical kids' playing in the snow stuff.  There was sledding and even
riding on a horse drawn hay-wagon.

   If either of the parents of the children involved had known the events
of that day, there would have been long talks and punishments involved.  As
it was, nobody was any the wiser.  The incident in the igloo would never be
known by an adult.

   Beth and Amy had always shared a room.  That was normally good for both
of the girls, but that night was different.  Beth had opened up new
curiosities that she was convinced her sister knew the answers to.  It was
almost eleven o'clock before Amy made her little sister promise never to
ask another thing about sexual subjects.  Before that promise, Amy did her
best to describe everything that she knew about human sexuality.

   School!  Dreaded school!  The roads were cleared when the kids got up
the next morning. That meant lots of school work to catch up on.  Amy was
in Junior high, but Beth and Princeton were still in grade school.  That
gave Princeton the opportunity to talk with Beth at recess.  It would
normally be way off base for a fourth grader to talk with a third grader
about anything.  That was an unwritten law of grade school.  Beth had a
special reason for talking with Princeton though.  She wanted to know more
about sex.  Even if Princeton didn't know anything about it, he did have
the parts necessary for Beth to experiment with.  The two made plans to do
a little bit of experimenting while Beth's sister was at band practice. 
That usually lasted until at least five o'clock.  That would give Princeton
and Beth at least an hour and fifteen minutes to do what needed to be done.

   School dragged on for both of the grade schoolers.  Three-fifteen
finally rolled around and then the last bell rang.  Beth and Princeton had
often walked home together.  It was usually one chasing the other while
taunting though.  This was different.  There were serious things to talk
about.  Beth wanted to know more about Princeton's penis, and Princeton
wanted to know anything about girls that Beth was willing to tell him.  By
the time that the two got to Beth's house, Princeton had a pretty good idea
of what was going to happen.  Beth was going to suck on him some more and
he was going to get to touch her, and not just her boobs either!

   Princeton went home to check and make sure that it would be ok for him
to play at Beth's house.  Barry was still at work, but Melinda said that it
would be fine for her son to play at Mrs. Casey's as long as she didn't
mind.  That was it.  A knock on the front door, a "Hello Mrs.  Casey," and
Princeton was in Beth and Amy's room.  Beth had already set up a `fort'
made of blankets and a couple of chairs.  That should give them plenty of
privacy for what was going to happen next. She also had a flashlight just
in case there wasn't enough light.

   "What do you want me to do?" Princeton asked in an excited voice.  The
thought of being sucked on again was at the front of his mind.  "Have you
ever felt a girl's boobs before?" Beth asked.  "Well sort of with Elizabeth
once," Princeton replied.  "Did you like it?" Beth asked.  He answered, "It
was ok I guess." Beth then asked, "Want to put your hand in my pants?"
"Sure!" was Princeton's reply.  Beth unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. 
The adventure was about to begin.

   Beth felt excitement as Princeton's hand passed under the tight elastic
of her panties.  He pushed hard, but couldn't quite seem to get his hand
all of the way in though.  It was obvious that she was going to have to
pull her jeans down at least a little bit if this was going to work.  Beth
tugged and shimmied until she knew that there would be enough room.  Then
she got on her knees and kind of sat.  Princeton's hand had no trouble this
time.  Although Beth's skin was soft and tender, it was also a bit damp. 
That made it hard for Princeton to really move his hand around the way that
he wanted to.  It was almost sticky.  Finally, after he'd tried several
times, he got his hand where it needed to be.

   Beth had no idea what her clitoris was.  The explanation that her sister
had given her about it left a lot to the imagination.  She did know what
her vagina was though.  That was the part where guys put their wieners in
so that people could fuck.  That's right where Princeton's finger went.  He
bent his middle finger and rammed it in as far as he could.  A pleased and
proud look came over Princeton's face and then he asked, "Does that feel
good Beth?" What she felt was basically discomfort.  She was not used to
having strange boys' fingers inside of her vagina.  Her answer was anything
but honest.  "Yeah, it feels really good," she replied.  The boy rammed
even harder until something caused serious pain inside of Beth.  With that,
she said, "Not so hard Princeton!  You've got to be gentle with girls!  We
are not like boys." His continued finger movements only caused more pain,
so Beth told Princeton to stop.  Even if she'd made him stop, Princeton was
proud that Beth had let him go as far as she had.  He'd been way up inside
of a girl with his finger!  That was more than even Robbie Lopez had ever
done!

   It was Beth's turn to experiment now.  She told Princeton to pull his
pants down to his knees and let her suck on him just like the day before.
He didn't hesitate for a moment.  He liked the way that felt.  It tingled
at first.  Then, after she started using her hands to play with his balls,
something happened.  When Beth licked and kind of sucked at the same time,
it made Princeton start to feel very funny and good.  Then it happened for
real.  Princeton had his first orgasm.  He didn't know what it was called,
but he held Beth's head so that she wouldn't stop.  His body made strange
movements that he couldn't control, and then he felt a wonderful feeling.

   When Beth asked him why he had held her head, he told her that he didn't
know why he did it.  When she asked him how come his boner felt like it was
moving all by itself, he couldn't answer that either.  What he did know was
that he felt something wonderful.  He tried to describe it to Beth. 
Princeton had Beth's full attention after that.  Then they decided that it
must have something to do with sucking.  There was no way around it.  Beth
was going to have to take her pants and panties off so that Princeton could
suck on her too.

   Once Beth was bottomless, Princeton had his first real look at the
female human body.  It wasn't all that great, but it was something that he
very much wanted to investigate.  "What's this?" Princeton asked as he
lightly pinched Beth's clitoris.  Another new feeling shot through her body
as he did it.  "I don't know, but do that again.  It feels good when you do
that," she answered. Princeton complied with her wishes.  Then he pulled
her labia apart to get a good look at how everything on a girl worked.  It
was a nice pink color on the inside.  Other than that it was pretty boring.

   There was a small puddle of blood at the entrance to Beth's vagina. 
Princeton pressed his finger in it just to make sure.  Sure enough, it was
blood.  When he showed his finger to Beth, a wave of panic ran through her
young mind.  She grabbed for the flashlight and quickly bent down to see
what was wrong.  "You must have done something Princeton!  Way to go!" Beth
jeered.  "It looks ok to me.  Are you sure that it's not just your period?"
Princeton responded.  Beth shook her head and said, "I don't get periods
yet.  I'm only ten, remember?" After deciding that the bleeding had
stopped, the two kids' sexual experimentation was at an end.  "What a
crummy way for this to turn out," Beth thought to herself.

   Princeton had gone home by the time that Amy returned from school.  Beth
knew that her sister would know what to do, but she was afraid to tell her
anything for fear that Amy might say something to their parents.  The
evening dragged on until bedtime.  That's when Beth demanded a promise from
her sister before she would tell her a big secret.  At first, Amy thought
that it would be better to just refuse the promise.  That way she wouldn't
have to worry about anything.  Then again, her sister was not about to
take, "No" for an answer.  If Amy wanted to get any sleep at all, she was
going to have to agree.

   After Amy finally agreed to the promise, Beth told her everything that
she and Princeton had done.  Amy was mad at first.  Then her anger turned
more to jealousy.  Her little sister had done more than she had!  That was
not right!  When Beth told her about the bleeding, Amy became concerned. 
"Is it still bleeding?" Amy asked.  Beth told her that she didn't think so.
That wasn't good enough.  Amy got a flashlight from the drawer and
inspected her sister's little cunny.

   There was nothing wrong on the outside.  Amy inspected everything
thoroughly.  Then she had to see inside.  This would require some
additional tools.  Amy had always used spoons from the kitchen and a mirror
when she had tried to look inside of herself.  The problem was that the
girls' parents had only gone to bed a short time ago.  Amy didn't want to
get caught sneaking spoons from the kitchen.  The two agreed that it would
be best if Beth went to the kitchen to get the spoons.  She was better at
being quiet than her sister was.

   Amy hadn't told her sister which size spoons to get.  There were three
different sizes in the drawer to choose from, so she took two of each. 
Then she crept silently back to their room and closed the door.  There were
no noises coming from her parents' room, so everything had been successful.
Amy wondered why her sister had brought so many different spoons, but she
didn't ask.  The girls had what they needed to complete the examination of
Beth's cunny.

   Amy knew better than to use the spoons when they were cold.  If she'd
done that then Beth would probably have made a noise when the cold metal
entered her body.  She warmed the spoons by rubbing the two that she'd
chosen on her nightgown.  The rapid action heated them quite quickly.  "I'm
going to put them in now Beth, Ok?" Amy asked.  "Ok," Beth replied.  With
that, Amy held the small flashlight between her teeth and inserted the pair
of spoons into her sister's vagina.  Her fears were confirmed as she pulled
the spoons apart to see inside.

   She asked, "Beth, remember that hymen thing that I told you about last
night?" Beth said, "Yeah?" "Well, Princeton's finger did the same thing to
yours that Dr.  Maston did to mine with that cutting tube thing." "Do you
think I'm going to get in trouble?" Beth asked in a panicking whisper.  Amy
paused before responding.  Beth became impatient and asked again.  Amy held
her hand up and whispered, "Wait a minute!  I'm thinking!" Then a broad
smile swept across her face.  She knew how to keep her sister from getting
in trouble.

   Amy told her sister that she was going to have to tell her mother that
she had tried to use one of Amy's tampons.  Beth refused at first, but
agreed when Amy threatened to tell their mother what really happened.  It
was settled.  It would be Saturday when they got up, so Beth was to tell
their mother all about trying to use a tampon as soon as she got up.  She
was also to make sure to do it while Amy was still asleep.  That way, Amy
couldn't get in trouble for what Beth had supposedly done.

   Beth always woke before her sister.  She was a morning person and Amy
was more of a night person.  When she awoke, she went to the bathroom and
inserted one of Amy's tampons.  It hurt a bit, but no more than when
Princeton had done the same thing with his finger.  With the tampon in
place, Beth went to the kitchen to approach her mother.  She knew that her
mother was going to be angry, but she'd be even more angry if Amy told her
what Princeton and Beth had really done.

   Ruth was frightened when her little daughter told her that she was
bleeding inside.  Beth hadn't done a very good job of explaining what had
happened.  Then Ruth demanded to see what Beth was talking about.  When she
saw the tampon string hanging out, she figured it out pretty quickly. 
"Bethie, did you put that in there because Amy uses them?" Ruth asked. 
Beth nodded and began to cry.  Ruth felt compassion for her little girl. 
She knew what it was like to be the youngest.  She understood the
importance of trying to be older, so she hugged Beth tightly.  Then she
said, "Bethie honey, using these doesn't make you grown up.  All girls have
to use them when their bodies change.  When yours changes then you'll have
to use them too, but you should be happy that you don't have to yet."

   This action on Beth's part demanded a small `facts of life' speech on
Ruth's.  She'd done it with Amy right after Amy's first period, but with
Beth it couldn't wait that long now.  Ruth was going to have to explain why
Beth was going to have to go to the doctor now.  Ruth's speech was rather
formal, but Beth seemed to understand what everything meant.  There was a
look of complete awe on Beth's face, but she still asked a few questions.
After the talk was over, Ruth told Beth that they needed to go to the
doctor so that Aunt Jane, a nurse friend of Ruth's, could remove the
remainder of Beth's hymen.  She told her of the importance of doing it so
that Beth wouldn't get yeast infections.

   It was not even eight o'clock, and Ruth was taking her daughter to the
hospital.  She'd called to make sure that Jane knew what to expect.  There
was a little room all set up for them when they arrived.  A few moments
later, a doctor spoke with Ruth and Jane together.  Then she went in and
spoke with Beth.  Beth didn't like the look of the stirrups on the bench
that she was sitting on.  They looked ominous.

   All three women were now in the room with Beth.  Her mother was holding
her hand and Aunt Jane was fastening her legs to the stirrups.  It didn't
hurt, but it was very frightening for Beth.  Her mother's soothing voice
was the only thing that really kept her from crying.  Beth was also trying
to ignore the doctor who was putting funny looking instruments out on a
little metal tray.

   The doctor asked, "I've got to look inside of you now.  Is that ok
Beth?" She nodded.  It was not exciting like it had been with Princeton,
and it was not comfortable like when Amy had used the spoons.  The doctor
was putting a warm metal tube into Beth's vagina.  It made her want to
squirm and pull away.  Then the doctor said, "Ok honey, now I'm going to
give you a little shot inside here so that this doesn't hurt, ok?" Beth
looked to her mother as if to ask, "Do I have to?" Ruth smiled and placed
her hand on Beth's forehead.  Then she winked and said, "It's ok Beth. You
probably won't even feel it."

   Ruth was right.  The doctor had placed a drop of anesthetic on the
location where she inserted the needle.  All that Beth felt was a tiny bit
of a tug.  It was still enough to make her cry though.  Then came the wait.
The doctor told Beth and her mother that it would take a few minutes for
the anesthetic to take effect.  In that time, Beth considered telling her
mother what had really happened.  Maybe Princeton should get in trouble for
what he did.  After all, he didn't have to be on a weird couch with his
legs held apart.  Beth thought more and more about that idea.  Then the
doctor returned.  A few moments later, the tube was removed and the doctor
said that everything was fine.  Beth didn't feel fine though.  She felt
numb inside!  She also felt somehow degraded by the whole event.

   Amy was still asleep when Ruth and Beth returned home.  It wasn't quite
nine-thirty.  Ruth took the note off of the refrigerator and then told Beth
that she should take it easy for the next couple of days.  She also told
her that it was up to her to decide if she wanted to tell her sister about
everything.  That was it.  There was no punishment.  There was only a
little bit of discomfort for the next day or so.

   Amy and Beth both agreed that doing anything more with Princeton would
be foolish.  It was difficult to convince him of that though.  It took the
better part of a week for the two girls to come up with something that
would make him leave them alone.  Amy was the one who came up with it.  She
told him that their mother would send the doctors' bills to his mother if
he didn't leave them alone.  That worked like a charm.

   Winter eventually turned to Spring in Rexburg.  Everything went from
cold and snowy to wet and muddy.  The red rock that remained on the streets
was the only sign that winter had been there at all.  The mountains were
still snowy, but the Spring rains had washed away all of the snow in the
valley.  The farmlands were all turning green and the air was filled with
the wonderful smells of fresh growth.

   In late May, Beth turned eleven years old.  She also got what she had
always wanted.  Her birthday present was a pony.  It was a white mare with
little brown specks up and down its legs. Beth decided to name him,
"Freckles," because of the spots.  It was a smart horse too.  Within a
week, Beth had taught it to come to her on command.  Her riding skills were
a bit lacking, but she made up for that with a total adoration of the horse
that she was riding.

   Amy was extremely jealous of her sister's present.  She had been
pleading for her mother to get her a horse since she was eight.  The fact
that Beth had gotten one when she was only eleven did not help matters any
either.  Then came Amy's birthday.  She knew that she wanted a horse, but
she also doubted that she would get one of her own.  Her mother had told
her that they couldn't afford a horse and that's why she hadn't gotten one
for Amy before.  That meant that two horses would be way too expensive for
them.

   Amy was given a different kind of a birthday present.  This one was just
a card with a long string attached.  David was there when Amy started
opening her presents.  He had given her a very nice portable stereo, but he
was watching her closely as she read the card from her mother.  It read, "I
know that you wanted a pony like your sister's, but this is what I got you
instead.  Follow the string to see what it is."

   The string wound throughout the house.  It went upstairs and downstairs
and through various pieces of furniture.  Then it went under the back door.
Amy thought to herself, "Cool.  It's probably that ten-speed that I was
looking at." As she followed the string, it wound around to the back of the
house.  There, standing before her, was a beautiful bay.  He was a gelding
two-year-old.  Amy was instantly in love!  There were tears of joy,
followed by a big hug from Mom.

   Amy hardly paid any attention as her mother explained how difficult it
had been to keep the horse a secret.  She didn't even notice when David
told her about the stable and run that they could keep both horses in.  Her
arms were wrapped around the neck of her newfound love. "Goliath!" The name
was from a movie that she had just seen.  It seemed fitting as well.

   It took both of the girls a few months to become proficient riders. 
David had been the cause of the horses.  He had bought a nice piece of land
with a stable on it.  When he found out that it came with several horses,
he offered Ruth the opportunity to buy two of them for fifty dollars each.
He would have just given them to her, but he knew that she would not accept
them that way.  He also offered her the use of the stable and run for free.
It was an offer that she couldn't pass up.  By the time that Summer
vacation rolled around, there was nowhere that the girls couldn't feel safe
in riding.  The hours of practice and patience were not work for either of
them.  They were simply hours spent in loving friendship.  With that
friendship and love came responsibility.  The girls had to take turns
feeding and mucking out the stalls.  That was the cost of upkeep for their
horses.

   David didn't really spend much time at the stables.  He knew that Ruth's
kids were doing a good job of keeping things up.  He only went by once a
week to make sure that there was enough feed for all of the horses.  He
also hired a boy, named Darren, from Rick's college to make sure that
everything was well maintained.  Rick's being a Mormon school meant that
David wouldn't have to worry about the boy stealing or doing anything
wrong. All that David had to do was to buy hay every month or so.

   It was early in the morning in a Tuesday when Amy and Beth got to the
stables.  They were ready to muck out the stalls so that they could have a
full day of riding.  Mom had said that they didn't have to be home until
five that evening.  That would give them enough time to go to the top of
Mardell Canyon and back.  Beth was the first to hear the noises as the two
girls walked to the stables.  They sounded like whimpering.  Maybe an
animal had gotten stepped on by one of the horses?  As they got closer,
they moved more silently.  If it was a wounded badger or mountain lion then
they wouldn't want it to know that they were there.

   The wounded animal turned out to be Amy's friend Jessica.  They were in
the same grade at school.  The noises that she was making were not crying
or whining.  They were because Darren was holding her waist and sticking
his boner in and out of her from behind.  They were fucking!  Amy motioned
for Beth to crouch down.  Amy crouched also.  Then they crept up to where
they were within five feet of the mating couple.

   Darren kept saying, "Jessie, your tight little pussy is going to make me
cum!  Make me cum Jessie!"

   All that Jessica would say was, "Just fuck me Darren.  Fuck me harder!"

   It was incredible!  Beth looked at Amy and Amy looked at Beth.  Then
they both started giggling.  They couldn't help it.

   When Jessica heard the noises, she said, "Darren,stop!  I heard
something!" Darren said, "Hold on, I'm almost there!"

   Amy was the first to speak.  She said, "Does he have a good BONER
Jessica?" in a loud voice.  Darren was in a no-win situation.  Jessica's
body had tightened against his cock when Amy had spoken.  That triggered an
orgasm that was not to be stopped.  He kept pumping until he was spent. 
Darren's failure to stop gave Beth the courage to speak as well.  She said,
"Gee Jessica, yours must be a really good one if Darren won't even stop
doing it with us watching." Jessica was mortified!  Amy and her sister
started laughing hysterically.

   When the deed was finally done, Darren withdrew his dripping cock from
the girl's clinched cunny.  Then she started hitting him.  She kept saying,
"I told you we shouldn't!" as she punched his arms and chest.  Darren
finally grabbed Jessica's wrists to keep her from hitting him.  Her panties
were still at her ankles, but her skirt had fallen down to cover up her
butt and privates.  Darren was more concerned about getting Jessica to calm
down than he was about the two giggling girls who were watching them.

   As soon as she started to calm down, Jessica started yelling at Amy. 
Amy just smiled and told Jessica that she was going to tell her parents
about it.  That threw Darren into a panic.  He was twenty-four and Jessica
was just fourteen.  That was statutory rape even in Idaho!  He responded
quickly.



   He said, "Ok, I'll give you guys money if you'll just keep your mouths
shut, ok?  How much do you want?"

   Beth giggled and then said, "A million dollars!"

   Darren tried to remain calm and said, "No really.  How much?"

   Neither Amy nor Beth had ever blackmailed anyone before.

   They didn't know what to say, so Amy asked, "How much will you give us?"

   Five hundred dollars sounded like a lot of money to a fourteen-year-old
and an eleven-year-old.  They took the offer.  Jessica just stood there
with a shamed and disgraced look on her face.

   Then Amy demanded something else.  She demanded that Jessica and Darren
do it again so that Amy and her sister could watch everything about it.

   Jessica said, "No way!  I won't do it!"

   "Deal's off.  Got to go tell your parents Jessica.  Bye," Amy taunted.

   Jessica changed her mind quickly.

   Amy pulled out the key to the hay loft.  Darren hadn't been given one,
or else he and Jessica would probably not have been caught.

   Amy said, "We get to watch you do it in there, and you've got to be
totally naked!"

   That seemed like as safe a location as any to Darren.  It was just a
place to get it done and over with for Jessica.  The action was fairly
basic.  Jessica stood bent over and Darren pushed his cock in and out of
her cunny.  Except for what had happened earlier, that was more than Beth
or Amy had ever seen done before.  Amy was curious about it.  So was Beth.

   Beth sat in front of Jessica to see what it was like from that angle. 
When she saw that Jessica was crying very hard, she said, "It's ok.  You
can stop now." Jessica looked at the little girl with gratitude in her
eyes. Amy asked her sister why she had said that.  Beth told her.  That
made Amy feel kind of like crying herself.  Jessica had always been a bitch
to Amy, but even with that, Amy knew that this was something that should be
personal.  Amy had turned it into a show.  She agreed that Darren should
stop.  Instead, Amy demanded that Darren masturbate.  It wasn't long before
his boner was squirting out sperm on the hay.  Then Amy told Darren to go
and get the money while they waited.

   While Darren was gone, Amy asked Jessica why she'd done it.  Jess was
already crying. She told Amy how Darren gave her twenty dollars every week
as long as she had sex with him at least two times in that week.  Jessica's
family had always been kind of poor.  Jess continued the story.  She told
the two girls how Darren's family and theirs went to the same ward. 
(That's a kind of Mormon church.) She told how she had seen Darren playing
with his wiener one day and how Darren had offered her five dollars if she
would suck on it for him.  She refused at first, but then she gave in and
did it.  Things just kept happening between them until they started having
real sex once a week.  Darren even took Jess to a doctor who got her on
birth control pills.  It wasn't like when Ruth had gotten a similar
prescription for Amy.  It wasn't to control Jessica's cramps.  It was just
so that Darren couldn't get her pregnant.  That made it somehow more dirty
to Amy.  After that, Jess figured that she might as well at least enjoy it
if she had to do it.  That was Jessica's horrible secret.  It was also why
she was bitchy to all of the girls at school who had nice clothes that they
didn't have to do stuff like that to get.

   Jessica had stopped crying by the time that she finished telling Amy and
Beth her story.  It was obvious that both Amy and Beth felt bad about what
they had done.  Then Amy leaned over to Beth and whispered something to
her. Beth nodded and then smiled.  Amy smiled too.

   Then Amy asked, "Do you want Darren to keep doing that with you?"
Jessica shook her head and started crying again.  She said, "I don't want
to but I have to.  We really NEED the money!"

   Amy and Beth both felt proud when Amy told Jessica their plan.  What Amy
had whispered in her sister's ear was a question.  She had asked if Beth
thought that they should give the five hundred dollars to Jessica.  Jess
said that she couldn't take it, and that it would be wrong to take it.  Amy
disagreed and told her that she'd earned the money.  Amy also told Jess
that she was going to tell Darren that she would call the police and tell
them everything that had happened if he ever tried to do anything with her
again.

   Jess panicked.  She said, "Oh God!  My dad would KILL me if he ever
found out!  He thinks I get the money from babysitting."

   Amy smiled and said, "It's ok Jess.  We wouldn't really do it.  It's
just to scare Darren from making you do it any more."

   A true friendship was born that day.  It was a friendship that was to
last a lifetime.  Amy and Beth Added Jessica to their sisterhood that day.
Jessica had a lot to offer them as well.  She knew many things that they
both wanted to know about.  Over the course of the next few weeks, they
would both find out what they wanted to know.  In the meantime, they had to
deal with Darren.  When he returned with the money, Amy laid down the law.
Darren was reluctant, but he finally agreed when Amy brought up the Police.
In fact, he moved out of town within a week.

   The three girls decided to go for a ride.  Jessica didn't have a horse,
but David had told both Amy and Beth that they could borrow one of his any
time that they wanted.  It had been a long time since Jessica had gone out
with just girls to do something fun like that.  She took them to a special
spot that had always been one of her favorite places.  It was a large
meadow in a clearing in the trees.  It was a difficult ride through dense
forest, but it was well worth it when they got there.

   Jessica took all of her clothes off when she got off of the horse.  Amy
and Beth looked at each other in surprise when Jess disrobed.

   Then Jess looked at them and laughed.  She said, "I'm sorry you guys. 
It's just that this place makes me feel clean.  I usually walk here after
Darren and Iove it.  It makes me feel like I've been purified if I take my
clothes off and run through the grass naked here.  You should try it!"

   Beth seemed comfortable with the idea.  She was taking her top off as
soon as Jess suggested that they try it.  When Amy saw her little sister
getting naked, she joined in too.  It was refreshing.  It felt good to run
naked through the grass!

   After a bit of twirling and swaying in the calf-high grass, Amy said,
"Beth's it!" She knew what that meant.  Tag was one of her favorite games.
It was much harder to get away with two girls chasing her though.  With
just Amy chasing her, Beth usually won.  With Jess too, it didn't seem so
easy.  Jess finally wrapped her arm around Beth's waist and fell to the
soft ground holding her.  Then Amy piled on and said, "You can't win with
two of us chasing you!" Then the girls all lay on their backs and gazed
into the sky.

   Talking about silly things felt good.  It was as if none of them had a
care in the world.

   Then Jess asked, "Do you guys want to see something really gross?" They
were girls.  Of course they did!  With no further prompting, Jess got up on
her knees and started pushing as if she needed to poop.  What came out
wasn't poop though.  A big glob of white goo fell from the inside of her
cunny and landed on the grass.

   "What is it?  Beth asked.

   "It's Darren's sperm," Jess replied.

   Then she said, "And it's the last bunch of it that I will ever have to
do this with too, thanks to you!" Jess was smiling.

   The conversation eventually turned to what sex really feels like.  Beth
asked the most questions of Jess, but Amy was the one who was the most
curious.  One question seemed to lead to another until Jess finally offered
to teach Beth how to masturbate without putting anything inside of her
vagina.  It was an offer that Beth gladly accepted.

   Jess started by showing the wide-eyed sisters how she did it by herself.
Then she asked if it would be ok if she did it for Beth so that she would
know what it was really like.  Beth hesitated. Then Jess said, "Don't
worry. I'm not gay or bi or anything.  I know lots of girls who teach each
other this stuff." That was enough for Beth.

   Jess told Beth to lie on her back with her legs spread a little bit. 
She also suggested that Amy watch closely.  Once Beth was in the proper
position, Jess started massaging her little cunny.  She paid special
attention to Beth's clitty.  It got bigger as Jess toyed with it.

   Then Jess said, "You use the juice inside to make it so it doesn't hurt
or anything."

   Then she pressed her finger inside of the eleven-year-old girl's vagina.
It was moist but not enough to satisfy Jess, so she said, "Here, let me
give you some of mine."

   The juice from Jessica's cunny was just the ticket.  It was warm and
slippery and it just plain felt good.  She smeared it on Beth's little
button of a clitty and rubbed it in circles.  Beth was feeling strange
tingles that were coming from deep within her cunny.  The more that Jess
played with the little bump, the stronger that the tingles got.  Finally,
her body started to jerk and shake and then it hit her.  Wave after wave of
pure good feelings came from her little cunny.  She had no control of her
own body.  It was just good and she didn't want it to stop.

   Beth looked up at Jess's smiling face and said, "Thank you!  Thank you
soooo much!" Jess smiled more broadly and then asked, "That was your first
one, huh?" Beth nodded.  She felt very sleepy.  Then Jess looked at her
former enemy and said, "Amy, do you want me to do yours now?" Amy didn't
want to look unexperienced, but she did want Jess to do whatever she had
done to make her sister feel so good.  She replied, "Do you want to do it
to each other at the same time?" That sounded absolutely wonderful to Jess.
She hadn't done anything like that with another girl since last Christmas
when her cousin came to visit.  She said, "Sure."

   Amy had paid close attention to the way that Jess had touched her
sister's cunny.  It couldn't be that difficult to do.  The two laid side by
side.  It was a bit awkward at first.  It was nice that Jessica was
left-handed and Amy was right-handed.  That way they could each do their
best without having to reach too far.  Amy copied Jessica's movements.  If
Jessica made a swirl, then Amy made a swirl.  It wasn't hard at all.

   Amy gasped when Jess slid two of her fingers up into her vagina.  "God
you're tight!" Jess exclaimed.  It made Amy forget to keep up.  Then Jess
said, "It's ok if you want to put them in me too.  I don't mind." Amy
hadn't even put her fingers into her own hole before.  This was all new to
her.  She carefully pushed with her two middle fingers.  They slipped right
in!  No problem.  Jess moved her fingers in and out of Amy's cunny, while
she swirled her thumb around her engorged clit.  It was driving Amy wild.
She tried to keep up with Jess, but the feelings were just too strong. Jess
finally suggested that she do it for Amy and then Amy could do it for her
when she was done.  That was just fine with Amy.

   The swirling and penetrating were all so new to Amy.  She soon reached a
climax and started to buck.  Jess continued smoothly even though Amy's body
was fighting her.  Amy's first orgasm was intense to say the least.  As
Amy's vagina started to constrict on Jessica's fingers, she pushed up hard
with one of them to try to find the G-spot.  She found it just as Amy had
her first orgasm.  The pressure on the G-spot had come just a bit too late
for Amy to get a G-spot orgasm, but she didn't mind.  She didn't even know.
It was all incredible to her!  Before Amy's orgasm had completely subsided,
Jess asked, "Ok to muff?" Amy had no idea what that was but she did her
best to nod in approval as her body writhed uncontrollably.

   Jessica's hot tongue flattened out on Amy's clit.  Her fingers were
still working smoothly, but her thumb had been replaced by something that
felt much better.  By moving between Amy's legs, Jess was able to get her
fingers in more deeply too.  It hadn't been five seconds since Amy's first
orgasm had subsided when her next one began.  This time Jess pushed up hard
on Amy's G-spot.  It hurt a little bit and then everything went pure white.

   Jess knew that she'd done it properly when her hand was flooded with hot
clear fluid.  She knew what Amy was feeling.  She did her best to prolong
it as well.  More than five seconds passed before the look on Amy's face
changed from pure ecstasy to simple bliss.  Jess knew that Amy was still in
the middle of a good orgasm, but that nothing else felt like a good G-spot
one.  After only a few more moments, Amy returned to reality.  The look on
her face said that she would never be the same again though.

   Amy caught her breath and then asked, "Jess, was Beth's like that too?"
Jess smiled and shook her head.  Then she said, "I would have but I didn't
want to break her cherry." Amy shook her head and said, "It's already gone.
Would you?" Jess didn't mind.  She liked being the one to show people new
things that felt good.  She also had a hand full of Beth's sister's juices
to use.

   Amy stroked her sister's chest and sides as Jess performed her magic on
the inside.  It took a bit longer, but Beth got the same look on her face
when the true G-spot orgasm hit.  It lasted a good ten seconds with her
though.  It also made her freeze in place with her back arched quite hard.
Then Jess told Amy to push down hard on the outside of her sister's cunny.
Beth was starting to come back to reality, but when Amy pushed, it was back
to pure white again.  Amy kept constant pressure on her little sister's
cunny until she could see the fog start to lift from her eyes.  Then she
would press harder to make them glaze over again.  Four . . .  Five . . .
Six . . . Seven times before Jess told Amy to stop.  Then Beth gasped
deeply.  Jess said, "You can't do it for too long because it makes you stop
breathing." Beth's breathing was deep, but constant now.

   The three lay back on the grass for a while after that.  Beth was
certainly a different person now.  She had matured in a matter of minutes.
Her body was still that of a petite eleven-year-old, but her mind was that
of an adult woman.  Jess smiled contently at what she had shared with her
new friends.  She didn't really care that she hadn't gotten off.  It was
enough for her to know what she'd taught these two sisters.

   Beth was calm and very focused when she finally spoke.  She asked,
"Jess, you didn't get to get one yet, did you?" Jess just smiled and said,
"That's ok.  I don't mind." Beth looked at her confidently and asked,
"Would you mind if I did it for you?" Jess looked at Beth's tiny fingers
and said, "I don't think your fingers are big enough." Then a look of
puzzlement came across Jessica's face.  She thought for a moment and then
asked, "If I want you to try something, will both of you promise not to
think that I'm weird or anything?" The sisters both agreed.  Jess asked,
"Beth, would you mind trying to put your whole hand inside me?" That wasn't
weird at all to Beth.  It was just an opportunity to try to repay Jess for
what she had done.

   Beth had to really compress her fingers to get them past the initial
opening.  It was easy after that.  Jessica's face flushed once Beth's hand
passed through.  Jess said, "Ok, now make a fist and then push your arm in
and out really hard, ok?" Jess groaned loudly as the eleven-year-old's arm
slid through her opening.  Both Amy and Beth quickly asked, "Are you ok? 
Did that hurt you?" Jess opened her eyes slowly and said, "Oh God no!  That
was wonderful!  Will you do it just like that only don't stop until I tell
you?" Beth agreed.

   Beth was ramming into both sides of the inside of Jessica's cunny with
her fist.  It was making a very sloppy and watery sound inside, but it kept
getting more slippery every time that she did it.  Jess was already cumming
hard.  Her hot juices were all over Beth's tiny arm and fist.  It was more
than Jess could take.  Her orgasm wasn't like normal.  It wasn't the gentle
waves of orgasmic bliss that she was familiar with.  This was a constant
feeling of intense pleasure.  It didn't ease off.  It just kept coming.

   After three minutes of punching and pulling against Jessica's insides,
Beth's arm was very tired.  She didn't want to, but she knew that she had
to stop.  Jess just nodded slightly when Beth told her that she was going
to have to stop.  When she did stop, it was as though Jess had fallen from
a very high place.  She gritted her teeth and waited to hit the ground. 
She never felt the impact.  She thought that she would, but it never
happened.

   It left a gaping hole in Jessica's cunny when Beth finally pulled her
arm out.  There was also a small flood of juices that followed Beth's hand.
Beth instinctively tried to catch it with her hand when she saw it.  She
managed to catch a little bit, but then wondered what to do with it. Jess
looked down at the eleven-year-old's cupped hand and said, "It's ok if you
want to use that Beth.  I'm done for a while." Beth was too tired to have a
need for it, so she asked her sister if she wanted it.  Amy said, "I'm too
tired to do it anymore or I would." With that, Jess said, "Beth, why don't
you just smear it all over your insides?" She continued, "Darren used to
tell me that it makes your boobs grow if you put another girl's juice
inside you."

   Beth didn't know if Jess was just joking with her or not.  The prospect
of speeding up the growth of her boobs did appeal to her though.  She
didn't even have any hair around her cunny.  It was as smooth as could be.
Maybe Jessica's juice could help that.  Maybe it really would make her
boobs grow.  If nothing else, it felt all slippery and warm.  Then Beth
tried to tip her hips up so that she could get as much of it to run inside
of her as possible.  Amy thought to herself, "We didn't kiss, so there's
nothing gay about what we did.  Like Jess said, girls just do stuff like
this with each other sometimes." Jessica was thinking of how different it
had been to have Beth's little fist inside of her.  It was as strong as a
G-spot orgasm, only it was different too.

   There was a long period of silence after that.  Each of the girls seemed
to be in her own world.  They were all lying on their backs and toying with
their cunnies as they gazed up into the Summer sky.  Beth was the first to
snap out of the daze.  She asked, "Do you think that boys do stuff like
what we just did?" There was a long pause and then Jess seemed to come to.
She shook her head as if to clear her mind and then answered Beth's
question.  "Sure they do.  That's what a circle jerk is," she replied. 
Beth had heard the term before, but thought that it was just the name of a
punk-rock band.  She asked, "So they all suck on each other's wieners or
something?" Jess laughed.  Then she said, "No, they just jerk each other's
wieners up and down until they get orgasms." "Oh," Beth said as she nodded.
Amy finally came back to earth.  She said, "Yeah, and then they squirt
sperm and stuff." Jess agreed.

   After each taking a pee that seemed to go on forever, the girls started
heading back.  The feeling of a saddle between their legs had always felt
good to Amy and Beth, but the ride back to the stables felt even better
this time.  They each knew why it had felt so good before.  It wasn't just
the horses.  It was that the parts of their bodies that were pressed
against the saddles were supposed to make them feel good.

   Neither Amy nor Beth could stop giggling on the walk home.  Everything
in the whole world was funny.  Even Mrs.  Neuman's mailbox seemed funny. 
It was only four-thirty, so the girls knew that they would not be in any
trouble.  That's why they seemed so shocked when Ruth shouted, "Amy?  Beth?
Is that you?" as they walked up the driveway.  Amy shouted back, "It's us
mom.  We're not late." The girls giggled proudly about that.  It was
another funny thing to laugh at.

   A serious tone fell like a stone when the girls entered the house.  They
could tell that their mom was upset.  They looked at each other and
thought, "There is no way that anyone saw us today!" Amy's heart sank. 
Beth's just started to race.  Then the news came.  Ruth said, "Your grandma
is in the hospital.  She had a heart attack and I've got to catch a plane
at seven." It was a relief, but a shock at the same time.  "Is she ok?" the
girls each asked.  "She's in stable condition," their mother replied. 
Neither of the girls really knew Ruth's mother very well.  She was their
grandmother, and she sent Christmas presents every year, but that was about
it.  Ruth's parents only visited every few years.

   Ruth scurried around trying to get everything packed and ready.  Then,
just before David took her to the airport, she told her girls that she
loved them and that they were to be good and were not to give David a bad
time while she was gone.  They were not going with her.  It had seemed
strange that their mother hadn't yelled at them to pack, but Amy just
thought that they would all be gone one day.  She had no idea that their
mother would actually go without taking them.

   The girls waited patiently for David to return from the airport.  This
was the first time that they had really been left alone.  It felt strange.
Even watching television just felt hollow.  Beth was glad to hear the sound
of David's truck in the driveway.  Amy just sighed when her sister peered
through the drapes and said, "It's David." Being alone might be fun, but
not this way.  Not because of an emergency that had their mother so upset.

   Not long after David returned, Amy started to itch.  Her legs itched. 
Her face itched.  Even her bellybutton itched.  David told her that it was
probably just nerves.  Then he made dinner.  His cooking was good.  It was
actually a lasagne that he'd made and kept frozen at his house, but it was
just the ticket for a stressful evening.  After dinner, Amy's itching got
worse.  She knew what it was, but didn't think that she'd been that
careless.  She hadn't seen a single white berry anywhere when she squatted
in the woods to pee.  Poison Oak was not something that Amy took lightly.
She'd had it before.

   David was at a complete loss once Amy told him what it was.  He'd had
Poison Oak before, but Amy's face was really starting to swell up.  This
was more than he'd counted on when he'd told Ruth that he'd take care of
her kids while she was away.  By nine-thirty, he was starting to panic. 
Then the phone rang.  It was Ruth.  Thank God it was Ruth!  He didn't want
to add to her stress, but he had to know what she wanted him to do.  Did
she want him to take Amy to the hospital?  That was the next step, right?

   Ruth said that her mother was stable, but not out of danger.  She told
David that she would like to stay a couple of days just to make sure.  That
was fine with him, but he had to know what to do.  Finally, he just blurted
it out.  He said, "Ruth, Amy's covered from head to toe with Poison Oak and
I have no idea what I should do." With that, Ruth just laughed.  Then she
said, "I'm sorry David.  She's had it before.  It's no big deal; just use
the lotion that's in the bathroom cupboard. She'll probably boob about it,
but it'll be gone in a day if she'll just use the lotion."

   Relief!  David began to relax.  Then he told Ruth that he'd take care of
everything.  After that, he put Amy on the phone with her mother.  "Have
you taken a shower yet?" Ruth asked. Amy told her that she hadn't.  "Well
go and get one, and whatever you do don't rub your eyes!" Ruth commanded.
It was too late.  Amy's eyes were already beginning to swell.  She didn't
want her mother to know that though.  She asked how her grandmother was and
then put Beth on the phone.  Beth seemed quite content with the whole
situation.  That was that.  David spoke with Ruth briefly again, and then
they hung up.

   The shower felt good, but Amy knew that she would itch more once she
dried off.  She was right.  She put on her robe and then asked her sister
to come and help her.  As soon as Beth saw her sister's face, she yelled
for David to come and help.  "Oh hell!  What is it now?" he thought.  When
he saw Amy's face, he knew right away what it was.  Her eyes were all but
swollen shut.  David said, "I'll take care if it Beth.  You go and get
ready for bed." Beth was exhausted from her day of playing in the grass and
riding.  She would normally have put up a fuss, but not this time.  She did
as David asked.

   "Can you see at all?" David asked in a very sympathetic voice.  Amy
shook her head and replied, "I'm ok.  Please don't tell Mom, ok?" David
asked the question again.  "No, I can't, but I'll be ok.  I promise," Amy
replied.  Then she asked, "Will you put the lotion on my face for me
though?" David agreed.  Then he suggested that she lay on her bed so that
she wouldn't be tempted to scratch any more.

   Beth was already tucked in and half-asleep when her sister and David
entered the room. Amy's was the bottom bunk.  He helped her to the edge of
her bed and then she got herself situated.  The cool lotion felt wonderful
on her swollen face.  It was soothing and relaxing.  It felt just as good
as when her mother had put it on when this had happened before.  Amy began
to relax and drift.  The itching on the rest of her body didn't seem as bad
now.  Then, without giving it any thought at all, Amy opened her robe as
though David had been her mother.

   David's heart began to pound.  Did Amy actually expect him to put lotion
there?  There were red patches on her stomach, on her legs, and BETWEEN her
legs!  It might have been ok if she was just an infant, but there were
light fluffy sprouts of pubic hair between this girl's legs! "Uh, Amy?  Are
you sure that I should be doing this?" David asked.  Amy was between being
awake and asleep.  The lotion on her face had soothed enough for her to
sleep.  She groggily replied, "It's ok.  Just don't scratch it."

   David tried to remain composed.  He read the bottle of lotion.  It said
nothing about being harmful if taken internally.  It just said something
about being helpful for itching and sunburn.  "I'll just smear it on
quickly and that will be it," he thought.  Putting the lotion on her
stomach was no problem.  Her skin felt warm and silky, but he could handle
it.  After all, he had more or less helped to raise this girl since she was
four years old.  He kept his composure.  When he had to put it on her
thighs, things changed.  He felt himself getting an erection.  "This is
wrong!" he thought.  He kept telling himself that he was only doing what
had to be done, but he was getting turned on. Again David's mind raced. 
"Just keep in control, Snodgrass!  You can do this!" he thought.

   David lost control as his fingers smoothed the lotion over this
fourteen-year-old girl's mound.  What was worse, she pushed up to meet his
touch!  She might have been asleep, but her body wasn't.  He knew that what
he was doing was wrong, but he did it anyway.  He began to toy with her
little slit.  David applied more lotion until Amy's little cunny was
literally dripping with the stuff.  There was only a tiny red patch on the
outside of one of her pubic lips, but he had put lotion everywhere.  Panic
rushed through David's mind when Beth rolled over in her bunk.  That was
enough.  The fear that Beth might get up and look down on her sister
frightened David enough that he stopped.  He didn't get up though.  He just
sat there and looked at the body of Ruth's oldest daughter.

   The feeling of her bed lightly bouncing woke Amy.  Her eyes were still
swollen, but she knew that someone was there.  With a little bit of effort,
Amy was able to get one eye open just enough to see David's outline.  He
was the one who was making her bed move.  She tried harder to see, but
closed her eye quickly when she was able to make out what David was doing.
He had his boner in his hand!  Then Amy felt the cool air on her body and
knew that she was naked.  "Oh God!  He's seeing me naked!  How
embarrassing!" she thought.  Wait a minute.  David was looking at Amy and
he evidently liked what he saw.  He was looking at her just like he would
look at a woman his own age!  This thought changed everything.  Amy was
desirable to an older man; a man who she loved and respected.  David was
approaching his orgasm.  He had positioned himself so that he could stand
and turn away if Amy woke.  He knew that his actions were wrong, but he
thought that it would be better for him to masturbate than it would to try
to do more.

   Amy's eyes were too sore to try to keep them open for very long.  She
wanted to watch but she knew that she couldn't.  Instead, she thought that
she would try to help David.  If looking at her body was turning him on,
then she wanted to make it better for him.

   David stood abruptly as Amy rolled in her bed.  His erection ached, but
he wanted to take no chances.  He would just stand there to see if she was
still asleep.  It took a moment for him to be sure.  Then, when Amy was
laying half on her side, half on her back, and not moving, David sat back
on the edge of the bed.  It gave David the perfect view of Amy's little
cunny.  The lotion had matted her short peach fuzz in a way that David
found totally arousing.  Again, Amy moved. David flinched, but did not get
up.  She had only widened her stance and dropped her hand into her crotch.
The widening stance would have been great, but her hand was now in the way.
David thought about trying to move it.  Then he froze and watched as she
began to toy with her little bud.

   It had already been a good day for sex as far as Amy was concerned. 
"Why not do it some more and let David watch?" she thought.  She knew that
the only thing that she had to be careful about was the part where it had
itched earlier.  Then another realization occurred.  Amy was covered with
lotion, but she couldn't remember applying any.  "Oh God!" she thought. 
Not only had he been watching her naked body, but David had actually
touched her!  He was the one who had put the lotion on her down there!

   David's stare quickly changed to Amy's face when she stopped moving. 
Had she seen him?  "No, she just had an itch.  That's all," he thought. 
His gaze returned to Amy's obscured cunny.  "I wonder if he will touch me
some more if I don't move?" Amy thought.  Her question was soon answered.
David was growing impatient.  He wanted to see that precious cunny again so
that he could continue his masturbation.  He wanted to put this behind him,
so he put more lotion on his hand.  "I'll just tell her that she was
scratching herself in her sleep if she wakes up.  That should be a good
enough excuse," David thought.

   Ooh, the tingles!  They were just like the tingles that Amy had felt
earlier when Jess had touched her there.  Amy wanted to take David's hand
and put it where she wanted it, but she knew that he would know that she
was awake then.  Instead, she pretended that she was grasping his hand in
her sleep.  She thought that he would pull away when she held his fingers,
but he just froze.  It might work after all.  Then she pretended to cross
her legs in her sleep.  It trapped David's hand so that he couldn't remove
it.

   David's heart raced when Amy took his fingers.  He knew that they were
slippery and that they would probably slip from her hands if he tugged, but
that might wake her.  Then his hand was trapped.  He knew that he couldn't
remove it without waking her.  He would just have to wait until she became
uncomfortable.  In the meantime, he was sitting on the edge of her bed with
his cock hanging out of his zipper.  What if Beth woke up?

   David almost spoke aloud.  "Oh God!  This isn't happening!" he thought.
Amy was pushing his finger inside of herself.  He knew that what was
happening was very wrong!  He also knew that it was turning him on in ways
that he had never dreamed of.  "Oh yesssss!" Amy thought, as David's finger
started to enter her body.  It was working!

   Once inside of Amy's juvenile cunny, David gave up on doing what was
right.  "Fuck it! I'm going to make her cum!" he thought.  Then he started
wiggling his finger inside of her.  It was just the same as he used to do
with her mother when they were in high school.  It seemed to have the same
effect too.

   "David isn't really my dad, so this is ok," Amy thought.  Her body was
shuddering as David's finger swirled around inside of her vagina.  "Oh God!
His thumb too?" she thought, as David began to massage her clit.  This was
going to be just as good as it had been with Jess and her sister.  Amy
wondered if Beth could see, or at least hear, what David was doing to her.
She hoped that her sister could.  That would make it real somehow.

   David was surprised at how wet Amy was.  She would probably even be able
to take him inside of her if either of them would allow it.  Oh, what a
thought!  To be inside of Amy's tender virgin body!  Then again, was she a
virgin?  David didn't really know, but he knew that she was certainly tight
enough to be one.  Ruth had told him about having Amy's hymen surgically
removed to prevent yeast infections.  She had said the same about Beth.  Oh
God, Beth!  Just to think of how tight she would be!  That thought made
David stop and think.  He asked himself, "Well Snodgrass, are you some sort
of a sick child molester now?" All the while, he was still diddling Amy's
fourteen-year-old cunny.

   Amy humped David's hand hard as she came.  It felt somehow better to
have a man's finger inside of her than it had felt to have a girl's.  It
was all somehow more proper and dignified. It also made her . . .  Oh . . .
Yesss!  Amy reached out as the orgasm gripped her body.  She wrenched and
squirmed when it hit her full force.  Her free hand took hold of something.
It was . . .  She knew what it was, but it couldn't be, could it?  It
didn't matter.  It was something to hold on to while her body writhed in
pleasure.

   "Oh God!  She's awake," David thought.  Amy had grabbed his cock with a
vengeance. How was he going to explain this to Ruth?  Would he have to go
in for therapy? ...or worse?  But then Amy's orgasm subsided.  She was
still holding on to his cock, but she wasn't saying anything.

   Could she really still be asleep after that?  As Amy relaxed, she began
to pump David's cock.  If she was awake, did she know what she was doing?
Could she really be enjoying what she was doing?  Did she even know what
she was doing?

   Amy wanted to repay David for what he had just done.  His hand was still
trapped between her legs.  His finger was even still inside.  With him
unable to stop her, would he still believe that she was asleep if she
rubbed his boner the same way that she had seen Darren rub his?  She
decided to try.  It must have been what David really wanted anyway.  He
didn't stop her.  In fact, he massaged her clit with his thumb again soon
after she started.  This was way cool!

   David was pretty sure that Amy was awake and actively participating.  He
didn't care anymore though.  It felt good and he wanted it to continue.  He
even resumed his masturbation of Amy.  That somehow made it more acceptable
to him.  He was getting a hand-job from a fourteen-year-old girl and it was
turning him on!  So what if he was some sort of a pervert?  That didn't
make it feel any the less wonderful.  David closed his eyes and dreamed of
what it would be like to have his cock where his finger was.  The image was
enough to get him over the top quickly.

   Jerk . . .  Jerk . . .  Jerk . . .  was what Amy felt as David started
spewing out his sperm. Some of it had landed on Amy's side.  An even larger
gob was running across her fingers.  It felt warm.  It also made Amy wonder
what it would feel like to have that happen inside of her.  Would David
ever really do something like that if she asked him to, or would he tell
her mother about everything?  That was a very real possibility.  After all,
David had not done anything wrong.  He was just putting lotion on her like
he was supposed to.  Amy was the one who had pushed his finger in.  She was
the one who had made him let her jerk him off.

   David felt incredible shame and remorse as soon as he came.  He had
allowed himself to take advantage of a little girl; a little girl who very
well could have been his own if things had worked out differently in high
school.  He wondered if there really was a chance that Amy was asleep.  "Oh
God!  If only that could be the case!" he thought.

   Amy was satisfied.  She knew that she had been fair.  The problem was
that she had to make David believe that she was still really asleep.  She
thought about that very thing as she felt David wiping his juice off of her
hand.  She still hadn't let go of his boner.  She was still moving it up
and down too, but it was soft now.  Then David gently slipped her fingers
over the top of it. Amy knew that she had to continue to make the same
movements.  That way David might really think that she was asleep.

   "She is still asleep!" David thought, as he watched Amy's hand continue
to pump even after he was spent.  Then she rolled over and opened her legs
so that he could remove his finger. David sighed a deep, heavy sigh.  "This
was so wrong, but it felt so good!" he thought.  Then he mouthed the words,
"Never again!  Never again!" over and over.  A smile crossed Amy's face
when she felt David softly kiss her forehead.  She could barely make out
his softly spoken words as he said, "Amy Honey, if you only knew." Then he
kissed her lightly on the lips, pulled a sheet up to cover her nude body,
and then left the room.

   Beth jumped to the floor when she woke up.  It was her way of making
sure that her sister would wake up too.  Amy stirred at the noise, but
didn't get up.  Then Beth remembered the Poison Oak.  "Are you ok sis?" she
asked.  Amy yawned and stretched.  Then she tried to open her eyes.  There
was a thick crust on her lashes, but she could tell that the swelling had
gone way down.  "I'm ok.  What time is it?" Amy replied.  Beth looked
quickly at the clock and then said, "Oh my gosh!  It's almost ten o'clock!"

   Amy brushed the sleep from her eyes.  It was uncomfortable, but she knew
that it had to be done.  She could see!  Then she pulled back the sheet to
check the rest of her body.  There were a few traces of the dried white
lotion on her legs, but the rash was only a light blush now.  The worst
part was over!  What a memory!  "Did last night really happen?" Amy asked
herself.  She knew that it had, but she wished that there was a way to
prove it.

   David began to finish cooking breakfast when he heard Beth's telltale
`thud'.  He's been over there enough mornings to know what it meant; five,
maybe ten, minutes tops until the two girls would arrive at the kitchen in
search of forage.  This time he was ready.  The bacon was cooked and the
scrambled eggs were in the pan cooking.  The table was set, and the toast
was made and buttered.  He'd even made fresh-squeezed orange juice.  There
were also cereal and milk if the rest wasn't enough for the girls.

   Amy was bouncy and carefree as she walked into the kitchen.  "Smells
good!" she said as she patted Dave on the butt.  She had always patted Dave
on the butt, but this time it made him a bit uneasy.  No matter, Beth
followed closely behind her sister.  "Will you come riding with us today,
Uncle Dave?" the energetic twelve-year-old asked.  "Um, I don't think so."
Dave replied. Amy Chimed in, "Oh puleeeese?"

   The next few minutes were spent discussing the pros and cons of going
riding.  In the end, the girls won.  Then everyone ate breakfast.  The
conversation at the table was light and childlike. Dave enjoyed the
carefree thoughts of the girls.  There were no talks about money or other
such things.  The main subjects were horseback riding and camping.  Dave
had taken the whole family camping on several occasions.  It had always
been as much a treat for him as it had been for them.

   Dave knew who it would be when the phone rang.  Sure enough, it was
Ruth. She explained the situation about her mother.  There was little hope
that her mother's heart would last a month.  Ruth wanted to stay with her
mother, but she knew that she couldn't put the burden of her girls on David
for that long.  She knew that Dave could do his writing from just about
anywhere.  That wasn't really an issue.  What she was worried about were
the daily pressures of raising two girls.  She knew that they would be on
their best behavior for a week, maybe even two, but beyond that it would be
a real challenge.  Ruth had thought about having Dave send the girls to her
parents' house too.  That wasn't really an option.  The stress of having
two young girls running around the house would be too much for her father
to handle.  He was having a hard enough time dealing with his wife's
expected death.  Her only real option would be to return home and wait for
the call from her father.

   Dave knew that Ruth wanted to ask him something.  He even thought that
he knew what it was.  Not being one to beat around the bush, he asked,
"Ruth, what would you LIKE to do?" She started to answer and then she
stopped.  Dave repeated his question.  He asked, "Ruth, what would you LIKE
to do?  The girls and I will be fine for as long as you need." Ruth just
said, "I couldn't do that to you, Dave." He nodded and said, "Then it's
settled!  You stay as long as you need to and we'll be just fine here.  I'm
sorry about your news.  Is there anything that we can do to help?" Ruth
started to cry.  She said, "You really are my best friend David.  If things
were just different then I know that we could have . . .  " Dave knew what
she meant.  It was her nice way of saying that she wasn't in love with him.
He'd heard it many times.

   Dave said, "Amy, come and talk with your mom." As Amy came to the phone,
Dave said, "Oh, would it be ok with you if the girls and I went camping
this weekend?" Ruth could tell from the cheers in the background that "No"
was not an option.  She told him that would be fine and then Amy said,
"Hello."

   Amy had never really dealt with death before.  Neither of the girls had.
If it had been someone closer than a grandparent who she'd only met five
times in her life, it would probably have had an impact.  As it was, there
was a great distance that Amy had put between herself and her grandmother.
"Hi Mom, are you ok?" Amy asked.  Ruth replied, "I'm just fine Honey.  Now
I want you to do whatever your Uncle David tells you to, ok?" Amy said,
"Ok." Then Ruth asked, "How's your Poison Oak?" Amy smiled.  She knew what
she really wanted to say, but she said something else.  "Oh, it's just
fine. Uncle Dave put lotion all over it and now it's almost gone," she
replied.

   "Oh Fuck!" David thought, as his face flushed.  Then Amy told her mother
that she loved her and that she was going to hand the phone to Beth. 
Beth's conversation with her mother was just about the same as her
sister's. As Beth and her mother talked, Dave looked at Amy's face. How
could a fourteen-year-old girl be so damned knowing?  He still had his
doubts about her being asleep the night before, but she wasn't letting on
if she'd been awake.  Amy just smiled when she saw how red Dave's face was.
She knew that he wasn't going to tell on her.  In fact, she was beginning
to think that he really did like her as a woman.  He might even have
thought that she was sexy.

   Beth finished talking with her mother and then handed the phone back to
Dave.  Ruth told him that she owed him big time for letting her stay.  He
just shrugged it off and told her that he hoped that things would turn out
well.  Then the two hung up.

   The ride was wonderful.  The girls finally got to see Mardell Canyon. 
They even had a picnic lunch by the waterfall.  Beth and Amy were both
better riders than David was.  He hadn't been out on a real ride for
several months.  It did feel good to get out though.  It must have felt
pretty good to David, because they did the same thing the following two
days.

   Amy was torn between telling her sister what had happened and keeping it
to herself.  On one hand, Beth would probably tell Amy if something like
that had happened to her, but on the other hand, Beth might say something
that she shouldn't.  Amy had all that she could do to keep Beth from saying
anything about the meadow where Jessica had taught them so much.  Besides,
it was more personal if only Amy knew about it.  It was kind of like having
David as her boyfriend that way.

   Saturday morning was a madhouse.  It was nearly ten o'clock before the
horses were all saddled and packed.  Beth had thought that they were going
to drive to the camping spot.  That's how they'd always done it in the
past. This time things would be different.  David knew of a little lake at
the end of a twenty-seven-mile ride.  It would be perfect.  The closest
road was almost seven miles from the lake.  Beth was old enough to make the
ride.  That was part of the reason that Dave had insisted on riding so much
on the previous three days.  He wanted to make sure that she could handle a
serious ride.  They cinched the ties on the last pack horse and then they
were off.

   It was nearly nightfall when they all arrived at camp.  Things were just
as Dave had remembered them.  The biggest difference was that he had
brought a chainsaw this time.  There would be no blisters on his palms from
chopping or sawing firewood.  He could also lay the logs for a cabin that
he'd been thinking of building since he was a boy.

   Everyone finished setting up camp right after it got really dark.  The
Coleman lanterns were there, but the moonlight and firelight were more of
what Dave wanted.  He'd always loved the outdoors.  Beth did not share this
great love.  She wanted light!  After all, there were bears and mountain
lions out there!

   The three sat in front of the fire and stared at its flickering flames.
The smell of the roasting chickens filled the air as they all lazily
watched them turn on the spit.  It was nearly ten o'clock when they finally
ate.  There were chicken, corn, baked potatoes, and salad.  What more could
anyone have wanted?  Camping with Dave was like going to a fancy Western
restaurant where you could fish and climb trees while the food cooked.  The
girls enjoyed camping with their Uncle Dave for many reasons.  Ruth enjoyed
it for those and a few more, but she wasn't there.

   Dave made sure that the girls were neatly tucked into their sleeping
bags.  Then he got into his own tent and did the same.  He couldn't help
but wonder if Amy really had been awake when he had been with her in her
bed.  That thought really hadn't left his mind since it had happened.  He
only knew that he could never allow anything like that to ever happen
again.

   Morning came early for the campers.  There was a still, strong chill in
the air.  Even in the middle of Summer the mountains surrounding Rexburg
could be quite cold.  Beth was the first to wake.  She poked her head out
of the sleeping bag, and then pulled it immediately back in.  It reminded
her of a cartoon about a turtle.  She giggled and then tried it again. 
This time, her head remained outside of the warm bag.  "Amy, you awake?"
Beth asked, as she kicked at her sister's sleeping bag.  Amy had no
intentions of getting up that early.  She knew that it would be cold.  It
wasn't really even all that light out yet.  The sun was still buried behind
the mountain.  Amy's muffled voice managed to make it through her sleeping
bag.  "Is Dave up yet?" she asked.  Beth listened, but didn't hear any
noises.  "I don't think so," she replied.  "Then go and get a fire going,"
Amy coaxed.  That was more than enough reason for Beth to get up and out.
She had only recently been allowed to do such things.  This would be a
treat!

   Amy lay in her sleeping bag and wondered just how long she could go
without emptying her bladder.  She knew that her sister wouldn't let her
sleep for too much longer, so she fumbled around in the bag for her
clothes. It was a trick that Dave had taught the girls, and their mother,
when they first went camping together.  If you put the clothes that you
intend to wear the next day, in your sleeping bag with you then they will
be warm when you put them on in the morning. Amy waited as long as she
could, and then got dressed When she finally ventured out of the sleeping
bag, she said, "Brrrrr!" as she rubbed her hands together.  Then she
scurried out of the tent and huddled up close to Beth's fire.

   The two girls huddled around the fire and talked quietly.  They were
each looking at the little latrine tent with longing in their eyes.  Each
of them also knew that it wouldn't be as bad if they went after the other
one did.  It was a battle of wills, as well as a battle of bladders.  Amy
won the battle when she asked her sister if she wanted a glass of water.

   There was a family rule that said that it was ok for the girls to drink
coffee, but only when they were camping.  That was a rule that Amy had no
intention of breaking.  She really liked the taste of coffee.  That is, as
long as there were plenty of sugar and milk to go in it.  Amy carefully lit
the Coleman stove and waited for it to warm up.  Dave had filled the coffee
pot with fresh water before he went to bed, but Amy still had to fill the
filter with coffee.  By the time that she'd done that, the stove was ready.


   Dave woke to the smell of Amy's freshly brewing coffee.  He was glad
that Ruth had allowed her kids to drink coffee while they were camping.  It
usually meant that neither he nor Ruth had to brew any.  The added energy
that drinking coffee gave the kids was not a problem out in the wilds
either.  It might have been a nuisance when they were cooped up in the
house, but they could run and play all that they wanted out in the woods.
Dave pulled on his jeans and shirt. Then he gritted his teeth and put his
boots on.  That was the only hard part about getting up. Everything else
was always nice and warm, but his boots were always cold.  He didn't have
the good fortune to put his tennis shoes in the bag with him, like the
girls did.

   Dave lazily said, "G'morning," as he yawned and stretched.  The girls
replied in kind.  Then Dave said, "Coffee smells good.  Is it about ready?"
Amy looked at her watch and said, "It's got to perk for another three
minutes." That was just about right.  That would give Dave just enough time
to find a tree and make room for the coffee.  He kind of staggered off into
the woods, to where he knew that the girls couldn't see him, and then he
emptied his bladder as well.

   Dave made a rather large breakfast, as he usually did, and then the
troops were off to go fishing.  The girls were given the choice of fishing
from the bank or from an inflatable raft.  They had chosen the latter. 
Dave had the foresight to bring a small generator with them.  He also had
an electric pump that filled the raft in almost no time at all.  It always
puzzled Amy why it was ok to use the generator for stuff like that, but not
ok to use it to power lights or a TV.  Oh, that was one of Dave's most
guarded rules.  There were to be absolutely no radios or stereos allowed on
a camping trip.  He said that they ruined the atmosphere.

   Foster's Lake was a pretty good sized lake for the mountains surrounding
Rexburg.  It was only about forty feet deep at the deepest point, but it
was almost as large as two football fields laying side by side.  The
property had belonged to Dave's family as long as he could remember.  It
was also full of Trout.  Both species were natural to the lake.  At least,
Dave didn't know of it ever having been stocked.  There were Rainbows and
Cutthroats.  They weren't usually anything of record size, but there were
plenty of them.

   The two girls were fishing with bait, but Dave was using a fly.  It
didn't seem to matter though.  Whether it was cheese or fly, everyone
caught plenty of fish.  Amy liked the idea that Dave only kept enough to
eat.  The catching was the fun part, so why spoil it by catching a limit so
that you have to stop?  At least, that's how she looked at it.  Besides,
that meant that you didn't have to clean as many.

   There were fish in and out of the raft for the first few hours.  Then,
when the sun started to really warm everything up, the catching slowed way
down.  Even though it was fun, Beth started to get bored with fishing.  She
was ready to go exploring the woods.  Amy was just enjoying the outdoors,
but exploring the woods was starting to sound good to her as well.

   Dave could tell that the girls were getting restless.  He had a special
treat in mind for them. It was a treat that he couldn't have offered if
Ruth was with them.  "Who wants to do something fun?" Dave asked.  Both
girls exclaimed, "I do!  I do!" He said, "Then pull up the anchor and row
us to the shore." Watching Beth try to row a five-man raft was comical to
say the least.  She did her best, but it was obvious that it was going to
take a bit more horsepower if they were going to get back to shore within
the next hour.  Dave suggested that Amy try rowing.  She might have been
small, but that girl could row!  They beached the raft and Dave walked up
to his tent.  There were obvious advantages to having your camp only twenty
yards from the beach.

   Dave emerged with several long cases, and a couple of short ones.  When
he opened them, Amy's heart leapt.  Beth just froze in place.  Then she
asked, "Are those guns?" Dave nodded and asked, "Would you like to learn
how to shoot?" Beth was more than just a little bit hesitant.  Her mother
had told her that guns were terrible things.  Amy, on the other hand, was
completely excited about the idea.  She nuzzled up to Dave and asked, "What
do I have to do?" She wasn't expecting what came next.  Dave spent the next
half-hour describing and asking questions about gun safety.  It made Beth
feel better, but Amy was ready to try it.

   "Everybody have their ear protectors and shooting glasses on?" Dave
asked.  He could see that they did, but he was making a point.  Both girls
nodded.  Then Dave walked to a tall tree stump and posted a paper target.
He could see the anticipation in Amy's face.  Even Beth looked a bit
curious now.  Dave told them that he would take the first five shots and
then each of them could have five shots.  Everyone was in agreement.

   Dave slowly plinked off five rounds with the 10-22.  That was all that
he had loaded into the clip.  It appeared to be sighted in just fine, so he
handed the rifle to Amy.  It was heavier than she thought it would be. 
Then Dave put five more rounds into the clip and handed it to Amy.  She was
as cautious as Dave had wanted her to be.  He said, "You sight it by lining
up that little dot in the groove right here." Amy nodded and said, "Ready?"
Dave nodded.  `Blap' The first one hit the outside of the target.  `Blap'
The next one was a bit closer to the center.  `Blap' Same spot.  `Blap'
Closer to the center.  `Blap' very close to the center.  `Click' the gun
was empty.  Amy handed it back to Dave.  "That was fun!" she exclaimed.

   Beth was still a bit hesitant, but she knew that she had to at least
try. She loaded the rifle and then said, "Ready?" Dave nodded.  `Blap' Near
the center.  `Blap' Near the center again. `Blap' In the black!  `Blap'
Near the center.  `Blap' A bit farther out.  `Click' Woah!  Dave looked
impressed.  Beth's fears had been replaced with enthusiasm.  This was fun!
"Want to try a different kind of gun now?" he asked.  Of course they did.
Amy asked, "What is it?" Dave smiled and said, "It's a .357 Magnum pistol."
Then he said, "When I shoot it, I will load it with .357 rounds, but I'm
going to load it with 38's for you guys.  I'll show you the difference,
ok?" Everyone agreed.

   `KaBOOM!' The first round blew a large chunk of the stump into the air.
`KaBOOM!' Another piece went flying.  The rest of the six shots did the
same thing.  When Dave stopped to reload, Beth said, "I don't want to try
that one." Dave laughed.  Then he said, "That was with .357 rounds, Honey.
Now I'll show you what .38's do." Even Amy was nervous about shooting that
thing.  "Ready?" Dave asked.  The girls nodded.  `Boom' There was a large
hole in the new target.  `Boom' Another one.  `Boom' Same.  So were the
remaining three.  Ok, maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all.

   The pistol felt heavy in Beth's hands.  Dave was holding them too, but
she was still in control of it.  `Boom' It lifted her hands up, but it
wasn't bad.  Maybe she could at least hit the stump with the next shot. 
`Boom' Closer.  Dave asked, "Do you want to try it on your own?" Beth
nodded.  `Boom' She hit the base of the stump!  `Boom' Same spot.  `Boom' A
little bit higher and closer to the paper.  `Boom' "I hit the paper!" Beth
exclaimed.  She was right.  She had just tagged the bottom edge of the
paper.

   Amy just knew that she could do better than that.  Her sister had been
better with the .22, but she would do better with the big gun!  She just
knew that she would.  The first shot caught her completely off guard. 
Dave's hands were firmly around hers, and it was a good thing.  `Boom' the
second shot hit the paper!  She had already done better than her sister! 
Amy nodded when Dave offered to let her try it on her own.  `Boom' Another
one on the paper!  `Boom' and another!  The last two were also hits.

   The girls spent the next two hours shooting.  Amy mainly practiced with
the pistol and Beth practiced mainly with the rifle.  They were both
getting to be very good shots by the time that Dave told them that they had
done enough.  No amount of pleading changed his mind.  He knew how many
rounds he'd allowed for the first day, and they'd reached their limits. 
After that came the pact.  It was an agreement that neither of the girls
would tell their mother about the guns unless she asked them directly about
it.  Dave wasn't going to make them lie to their mother.  He just wanted a
sporting chance.

   Dave had been trying to clear an area for a cabin since he was only
seventeen years old. The tree stump that the girls had been shooting at was
one that was left attempts.  The area that he had chosen was a good twenty
feet inside of the tree line.  His grandfather had told him that it was
always nicest to have a few trees between a cabin and the water.  That had
made sense to Dave.

   Using a chainsaw was something that Dave was quite comfortable with. 
He'd been using one for several years.  He had also been placing ribbons
around the bases of trees for several years.  The ribbons were to tell him
which ones to cut.  The marked trees were scattered over a good half-mile
of territory.  Dave wanted only the best, and he also wanted to make sure
that his cutting wouldn't disturb the surrounding areas. ` As Dave prepared
to do some tree felling, the girls saddled up their horses for a short
ride. Dave had given them directions to a large blackberry patch, and they
wanted some blackberries. He had also given the girls instructions on
avoiding bears.  It made the whole thing rather exciting. Off they went.

   Dave adorned his glasses and ear protectors, then he started the chain
saw.  It was a Stihl. The man at the store where he bought it said that
they were the best, and Dave was convinced that the man had been right. 
Dave notched the first tree and then made the final cut.  With a loud
series of crashes and cracks, the tree came down to the earth.  It was a
good sixty feet tall when Dave had first placed the ribbon on it.  That was
a year or so earlier, so it was closer to seventy when it crashed to the
earth.  One down.  Only about seventy more to go.

   Dave continued his tree felling for the next hour.  He toppled some
thirty trees in one day. That would be the easy part.  Getting the horses
to drag the de-limbed logs through the brush would prove to be the more
challenging part.  That was what he set out to do next.

   Beth thought that she had seen a small black bear on the way to the
blackberry bushes. She told her sister about it, but Amy just shrugged it
off.  Then the girls found the bushes.  They were everywhere!  There were
Blackberry bushes as far as the girls could see!  There were no bears to be
seen though.  The girls got off of their horses and approached the bushes.
Dave had given each of them a long pair of thick canvas gloves.  The gloves
were too big for both of them, but they were better than no gloves at all.
The bushes were thick with long, sharp thorns.  The biggest problem was
that all of the ripest berries seemed to be further inside of the bushes
than either of the girls could reach.

   Dave had worked up a pretty good sweat, and he'd only returned nine of
the logs to the clearing where they would become a cabin.  He was beginning
to wonder if this was such a good idea.  A nice cool drink of water, and a
sandwich later, he was ready to go back for more.  Dave had been dragging
the trees that were the farthest from the site first.  He always liked to
get the most difficult jobs done first.  In fact, all of the trees that
remained to be moved were less than a quarter of a mile from the clearing.
He wanted to get all of the felled trees moved before dark. That's what he
set out to do.

   The girls had devised a system of pushing a long stripped dead Aspen
sapling into the bushes.  Then they would lift the pole and use it to
topple the bushes to one side.  It was working quite well.  Amy pushed hard
on the pole while Beth scurried into the opening that it created. Then Beth
would pick as many of the ripe berries as she could reach.  There were many
of the berries that were not ripe.  That didn't really matter though.  The
two girls had already collected thirty or forty pounds of ripe berries. 
Amy was about to push the rod in for another attempt when Beth asked her
how many more they needed.  The two looked at each other and then wondered
how they were going to get what they'd already collected back to the camp.

   "Only two more to go.  This is almost done for today," Dave thought, as
he tied off one of the last remaining logs.  It was deep into evening, but
he knew that he'd make it well before dark. His arms were sore, but he felt
good about what he'd accomplished.  He knew that the rest of the cutting
and dragging would be well within easy distance of the cabin site.  "Maybe
I'll do that tomorrow, if I can find something to keep the girls
entertained," he thought.

   The heavy canvas rain poncho from Amy's saddle bag had proved the ideal
carrier for the berries.  The girls tied a secure knot around the bundle.
Then, with a quick wrap around the saddle horn the two hoisted it and tied
it off.  No problem, it should show Dave just how smart these two girls
could be!  It should also give them all enough berries to male pancakes
into the next month!

   Dave returned with his last log just about the same time that the girls
returned victorious with their berries.  Everyone looked exhausted, but the
girls had to show off their prize.  "Think this will be enough?" Amy asked
proudly.  The berries were still tied to the saddle-horn, but Dave got the
general idea of how many berries there were.  "Gee, did you leave any
there?" he asked smiling.  There was a moment of giggling, and then Dave
unloaded all of the horses.  The weight of the berries surprised him.  "It
must be a good year this year.  Maybe I'd better go with them and collect
some for wine making tomorrow," Dave thought.  His blackberry wine was
famous, if not infamous, in Rexburg.  Everyone in the town, who was not
Mormon, hoped that it would be their year to receive a bottle of his wine
for Christmas.

   A wonderful smell permeated the camp.  Dave had a large Dutch-oven
sitting in the coals, and its contents filled the air with an aroma that
could almost be tasted.  The girls brushed down the horses while Dave got
dinner ready.  Dave replaced the large dutch-oven with a smaller one, as he
prepared the meal.  The table was about ten feet long.  It was made of
split pine logs.  He and his father had made it when Dave was only a boy.
Perhaps a bit worn, it still did the job quite nicely.

   The girls told of their adventures as they chowed down on the beef roast
and vegetables. Dave wasn't much for cooked carrots, but they were an
important ingredient for the right flavor. Beth watched and then taunted
him for not eating them.  "You don't get any dessert if you don't eat all
of your vegetables," she said.  David laughed and then ate the carrots on
his plate.  It felt good to be out and away from the headaches of modern
society.  David remembered living in Los Angeles, when he was first
starting out as a writer.  That memory made being away from everything all
the more pleasant.

   It was beginning to get dark when everyone was about done eating.  There
was Apple Cobbler for dessert.  It smelled wonderful by the time that the
roast and veggies were gone. "Who'd got room for some Apple Cobbler?" Dave
asked.  Both girls looked as if they were about to burst, but that was no
reason not to eat cobbler!  Each ate a big slice before she took her plate
down to the lake to be washed.  After that, sleep came easily for everyone.
All of the day's activities had worn each of them out.

   The next day started the same way as the first.  Beth was the first to
awaken, then she woke Any.  The smell of Amy's coffee woke Dave.  Everyone
was a bit sore when they got up though, especially Dave, who was feeling
muscles that he'd forgotten about.  It didn't seem to slow any of them down
though.  They had fish for breakfast, and then went out and caught more.

   The group stopped fishing a bit earlier than they had the day before. 
Dave wanted to have all of the logs to the site before dinner time.  That
was fine with Amy and Beth.  It meant that they would have more time for
exploring and playing.  At least, that's what they thought that it meant.
Instead, Dave asked them if they would go to the river and collect rocks
for him.  He showed them what size and shape to get.  That was ok too.  It
was really just a stream, but it meant that the girls could play in the
water and not get in trouble for returning all wet.

   Dave was busily cutting and dragging as the girls collected rocks.  Dave
wanted rocks that were bigger around than Amy's head.  That meant that the
girls had to wade into the shallow stream and toss the good ones to the
shore.  There were the occasional `splashing wars,' bet the girls stuck to
their appointed task until they could no longer pick up a rock to toss it.
Their arms ached.  Instead, they sat and tried to figure out the best way
to get the rocks back to the camp. They had tossed at least five hundred
rocks onto the bank, but that was not what Dave had asked for.  He wanted
them back at the camp.

   Amy rode back and got the pack horses while Beth put the rocks into
piles.  This was turning out to be real work for the girls.  Then they
decided to try the same tactic that had worked so well with the
Blackberries, only they used the canvas tarps instead of the rain poncho.
As soon as Amy and Beth tried to hoist the rocks, it became obvious that a
different approach was needed.  What they finally came up with was about
the same as the blackberry trick though.  It just involved dragging instead
of carrying.  Each tarp was attached to two of the pack horses by rope. 
They seemed to have no problem carrying about a hundred rocks in each trip.
Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.

   Dave was shocked when he returned to the building site.  There was a
fairly large pile of rocks waiting for him.  He wondered how the girls had
managed to get so many there.  Instead of trying to find out, he returned
to collect one of the five remaining logs.  Amy and Beth made their second
trip.  They knew that they would only need two of the pack horses for the
last trip, so they tied two of them back off to graze.  Dave returned two
more times and then was truly shocked to see that the size of the pile had
doubled.  There were probably enough rocks there to do the job that he
wanted to do.  He thought that he would get one more of the two remaining
logs and then see if things had changed.  If there were even more rocks
when he returned with the next log, then he would tell the girls that they
didn't need any more.

   Putting the last of the rocks on the tarp took every remaining bit of
energy that the girls had.  They knew that it would be easy once the rocks
were on the tarp, so they strained until the job was done.  "There, that's
the last of them," Amy said in a panting voice.  Beth just nodded. Then
came the ride back to camp.  It felt wonderful to just sit and gaze off
into the trees, as the horses did all of the work.

   "I was beginning to worry about you two," Dave shouted to the girls, as
he saw them coming out into a clearing.  Amy shouted back, "Is this
enough?" She was desperately hoping that he would say yes.  "It's more than
enough," He shouted back.  Beth and Amy looked at each other and sighed. 
Perhaps Dave would tell them what the rocks were for now.  They wanted to
know what the big secret was.

   Dave had all of the logs that he thought he would need for the outside
of the cabin.  Now he had all of the rocks for the chimney too.  Dave
offered to brush down the horses while the girls rested.  He thanked them
and told them what the rocks were for.  Both girls agreed that their hard
work had been for a worthy cause.  Then they did something that they hardly
ever did on their own.  They went in and each took a nap.

   David had not expected things to be going so well.  He knew that it
would take at least three more days to turn the raw materials into a cabin
though.  He thought for a while and then decided to call Ruth.  He only
hoped that the cellular telephone would reach a repeater station. Then he
clipped the leads of the phone to the battery for the generator and dialed.
The `Service allowed' light flickered on and off.  Then it rang.  It might
work.

   Ruth seemed pleased to hear David's voice.  He asked how Ruth's mother
was.  Ruth told him that nothing had changed and then she asked where he
was calling from.  He told her that they were still out camping.  Then he
asked if she would mind if they stayed for the rest of the week.  Ruth
sounded hesitant.  Then David said that he would call at least once a day
to see if anything had changed.  That was the reassurance that Ruth had
been looking for.  That made everything ok.  Then David asked if Ruth
wanted to talk to her girls.  Of course she did!

   Amy and Beth were awakened by the sound of David's voice saying, "Your
Mom's on the phone." They both came to life and then Amy asked, "Phone?"
David nodded and said, "Yeah, she's on the cellular.  I called to ask her
if it would be ok if we stayed here the rest of the week. Both girls
beamed. "Cool!" Beth exclaimed.  Then David told them not to tell their
mother where they were.  He wanted the cabin to be a surprise.  Both Amy
and Beth thought that it would be great to see surprised the look on their
mother's face when she saw the cabin.

   Amy said, "Hi Mom," and then asked how she was.  Then she asked about
her grandmother and grandfather.  Everything seemed to be in order to her,
so she handed the phone to her sister after saying, "Love you mom." Beth
did basically the dame thing.  Her mother had asked her if she was having
fun, and Beth said that they were having a great time and that David's
cooking was wonderful.  Ruth knew that David's cooking was wonderful.  She
would have liked to have been with them.  Then Beth handed the phone back
to David.  With a few more reassurances, David and Ruth hung up.

   There was a table cloth laid out so that the three could play cards. 
Dinner had been good, and it was always fun to play cards in the mountains.
David had even lit two of the Coleman lanterns.  They all played Hearts and
Spades, and even a bit of Poker.  That ended as soon as Beth suggested that
they play Strip-Poker.  Her innocent little jest had hit too close to home
for David's mind.  He had done his best to put the incident with Amy out of
his mind.

   Beth's comment about playing Strip-Poker made Amy start to remember what
had happened between David and herself.  She looked right at his face when
Beth said it, but David didn't even flinch.  He just laughed and changed
the subject.  "I wonder what he would do if I told him that I was awake
when it happened?" Amy thought.  Then it was her turn to play a card.  Amy
pondered the idea of telling Dave until it was time for everyone to go to
sleep.

   Dave lay awake long after he thought that the girls were asleep.  Beth's
comment had brought back the memory of what he had done to Amy.  He
couldn't shake the feeling that she had known what was happening.  It
bothered him to think that he had done such things with a fourteen-year-old
girl.  It bothered him even more not to know if she had actually wanted him
to do things like that with her.  "I'm old enough to be her father!  Hell,
I practically AM her father," David thought.  Then he heard noises coming
from the girls' tent.  David figured that one of the two just had too much
to drink before going to sleep.

   Amy was concentrating very hard.  It was taking all of her will to do
what she was about to do.  She was going to tell David how she felt.  With
her clothes on, and Beth sleeping deeply, Amy quickly stepped out of her
tent.  Amy's heart was pounding, and her mind was racing.  "I'll just tell
him and then I can only hope that he won't say anything to Mom," Amy
thought.  Then she climbed into David's tent.

   "Oh fuck!  What do I do now?" David thought.  He decided not to try to
pretend to be asleep.  "What is it Amy?" Dave whispered.  Amy was startled
at his voice.  Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.  Maybe she should wait.
Her thoughts raced and then she said, "I kind of need to talk about
something.  Can I get in your sleeping bag with you?" "No!  No!  No!,"
Dave's mind exclaimed.  "Are you scared about something?" he asked.  Amy
thought for a moment and then answered, "No, it's not that.  I just need to
talk about something and it's cold in here." David positioned himself
within the bag so that there was no way that Amy would be able to come into
contact with his dick.  Then he unzipped the bag and said, "Ok, but hurry."
Amy quickly removed her shoes and then climbed into the bag with Dave. 
Then he pulled the unzipped bag over her.

   "What's wrong Honey?" Dave whispered.  Amy was terrified.  She didn't
answer.  Dave could feel her shaking body.  He knew that she was frightened
about something, so he gave up his protective posture and hugged the girl.
"Did you have a bad dream?" he whispered.  Amy shook her head.  She was
shaking noticeably.  Dave asked, "Did you hear something?" Again, Amy shook
her head.  "Well what is it honey?" Dave whispered soothingly.

   Amy mustered all of her courage and then she started.  She whispered,
"Do you remember when I got poison oak?" Dave's heart sank.  "Um, yes," he
shakily replied.  Amy continued, "Well.  Um.  I kind of made you do
something." Here it came!  Dave knew that was coming next, but he went
along anyway.  "Yes, what was that honey?" he asked.  "You've got to
promise me that you won't get mad," Amy pleaded in a soft, and almost
crying whisper.  Dave agreed.  "Well, I kind of made you do stuff with your
hand," she said.

   Dave had to make a decision, and he had to make it fast.  He could
pretend that he didn't know what Amy was talking about, or he could level
with her.  His mind was racing.  He had to decide which to do.  As he
frantically thought about what to do, he noticed that his mouth was moving.
Oh God!  He was already telling her!

   Amy sighed as Dave told her that it was his fault that anything had
happened.  He told her that he was sorry and that he just couldn't stop
himself once he had touched her body in that special place.  He was in the
middle of telling her what a beautiful body she had when he finally came to
his senses.  Then he just stopped.  "What is she going to do next?" Dave
thought.  Amy asked, "So it was kind of both of us then, right?" she asked.
Dave was on autopilot.  "That's right honey," he whispered soothingly.  Amy
was feeling much better.  Her shaking had stopped, and she was starting to
really enjoy Dave's warm arms around her.  He hadn't had the time to remove
them when Amy first brought everything up.

   Amy could feel the blood rushing to her face.  She was starting to blush
even before she asked the question.  Then she asked, "Dave, did it make you
feel good when I rubbed your boner?" Dave was still on autopilot.  His mind
was overloaded from the possibilities.  He replied, "Yes honey.  It made me
feel very good." Then he asked, "Did what I did make you feel good too?" He
couldn't believe what he'd just asked his neighbor's fourteen-year-old
girl! Was he insane?  Amy blushed even harder.  She giggled softly and then
answered, "Um hum.  Really good."

   Amy was feeling confident.  She'd told Dave everything and nothing bad
had happened.  He was even treating her like an adult.  It was not anything
like what she had feared.  Then she asked, "Can we do it again?" in a tiny
whisper.  Dave didn't want to believe what he was hearing.  It was all too
confusing.  He closed his eyes tightly and tried to think.  He knew what he
had to say.  It was in there somewhere.  Why couldn't he just spit it out?
Then words began to come out of his mouth.  They were soft and quiet.  He
knew that he was the one who was saying them, but it wasn't really him, was
it?

   Dave answered Amy's question.  He said, "Amy, there is nothing more in
this world that I would like to do than to make you feel good in that
special way." Dave's mouth kept going, "It's just that it wouldn't be right
for us to do anything like that again.  It was wrong of me to do it the
first time." Dave was starting to make sense to himself again.  He
continued, "Your mom is a really neat lady, and she would be terribly hurt
if she found out what I did to you." "Ok, this I can deal with," Dave
thought.  He was starting to agree with himself again.  Then Amy said, "We
can do it and just not tell her.  I promise."

   What was this kid trying to do to him?  Dave's mind went cloudy again.
"Um.  Um." Dave whispered.  He needed time to think.  Then Amy asked, "Do
you got a boner?" Her hand reached down to check.  Before Dave could
respond, or even stop her, Amy's hand was on his shorts. "Yeah you do, and
it feels like a good one," Amy whispered.  David continued to search for
words.  "Um, yeah but . . .  ," David replied.  Amy wasted no time.  Her
hand was under his shorts before David could think of what to say.  It was
happening all over again!  David was allowing his cock to tell his mind
what to do.  Amy began to rub him up and down under his shorts.  David was
no more.  There was someone else who was making his decisions for him.  He
didn't know who it was, but he knew that wasn't him.

   Within moments, David had pulled Amy's jeans and panties down.  She
helped and kicked them the rest of the way off.  Then she took both hands
and worked up and down on his cock. "Have you ever tasted one before?"
David asked.  "You mean a boner?" Amy whispered.  She felt him nod and then
replied, "No, are they good?" Before he could tell her yes, Amy's tiny
mouth and tongue were exploring the tip of David's cock.  He gasped.  "Do
you like that?" Amy asked in a rather loud whisper.  David whispered back,
"Yes.  That feels wonderful Amy." She continued to pump with both hands as
she prodded at his cock with her little pink tongue.

   David had no idea how Amy would react when he came.  He knew that he was
close though, so he warned her.  He said, "Amy, it's going to shoot stuff
out pretty soon." Amy stopped licking and asked, "Will it hurt me if it
goes in my mouth?" It was too dark inside of the tent for Amy to see David
shaking his head.  Then he said, "No honey.  It's just really salty, but it
would make me feel really good if you would do it." That was enough for
Amy. She resumed her licking and slurping.  Then she stopped again and
asked, "Will it hurt me if I drink it?" David just said, "No honey.  That's
ok if you want to." He was about to unload and he knew it.

   A few more flicks of Amy's tongue and David came.  Her little mouth was
soon filled with his cum.  There was too much of it.  She didn't know what
to do, so she gulped down a mouth full. "That wasn't bad at all," Amy
thought.  Dave's cum kept coming, and Amy kept swallowing, between gulps
her tongue returned to lap at the head of his cock.  The feeling was
incredible.

   When David went soft, he nudged Amy's hands and face away from him.  She
asked, "Did you like it?" in a smiling whisper.  Dave sighed deeply and
answered her.  He said, "Oh Amy, you are wonderful!" in almost too loud of
a whisper.  They both stopped to see if it had woken Beth, but it hadn't.
Then Amy whispered softly, "I'm glad that you liked it.  Is it my turn
now?" Guilt! David felt nothing but guilt!  He knew that he couldn't just
ignore little Amy's desires after she'd just made him cum like that.  He
was back to the point of not knowing what to say or do.  "What do you want
me to do Amy?" was all that Dave could think of to ask.  She thought for a
moment and then answered, "Well I don't really know much, so will you do
what is the best kind for me?" David knew what his idea of the best thing
for a woman was, but he was reluctant to put his face between the thighs of
his neighbor's fourteen-year-old daughter.  He hadn't thought to ask her
what she knew or what she'd done.  He just wanted to be done with it.

   Amy pulled a pillow over mouth and bit it hard when Dave's tongue
touched her virgin cunny.  She knew that she would make too much noise if
she didn't have something to muffle the noise.  He had climbed to the
bottom of the sleeping bag and put a pillow under her bum. Everything that
he did felt wonderful.  The way that he was gentle made her feel that he
really did care.  Then there was his tongue.  Oh God!  What a wonderful
tongue!  And his lips felt so soft down there!  Everything that he did
tingled and felt so wonderful!

   Dave had never tasted a woman's juices that were as sweet as Amy's.  He
would dip his tongue into her every once in a while just to get a little
taste.  Her body was so pristine! Everything about her was so smooth and
tender and gentle.  This girl was everything that Dave had ever hoped that
a woman could be.  He listened carefully for her little whimpers as he
licked and probed different areas.  Then, when he couldn't stand the
suspense any longer, he inserted his middle finger.  Amy bucked hard
against his finger.  As she did, he sucked her tiny clit as hard as he
thought that she could take.  With that, she clawed at the side of his
head. What he was doing was like nothing that Amy could ever have imagined.
She felt a shooting fire-like feeling rip into her body.  What Dave was
doing felt good, but it also felt different.  It was hot and somehow
strong. It made her want to bite him.  It made her want to scream.  And
then the feeling of white flowed over her.

   Her body was raging with and against Dave at the same time, but her mind
began to float. The feelings were wonderful and pure.  They were totally
separate from what her body was doing. Amy felt herself clench and then
everything was once again engulfed in white.  As her orgasm subsided, Amy
was aware that she had just squirted something within her cunny, but the
feelings of the orgasm overshadowed what had happened.  It didn't matter
anyway.  She had felt what she had wanted to feel.  Dave had gone beyond
the point where Jessica had taken her.  A real man had made her feel it
this time.  It was good.

   As Dave felt Amy's little vagina start to tense, he pushed a second
finger in.  It was difficult to get it inside.  It was even more difficult
for him to find and then push hard against her little G-spot.  The tissues
within her vagina were still thick and juvenile.  He did find the right
spot though.  He must have.  Her hot juices squirted against his fingers
with force, and her vagina constricted tightly.  He had done it!  Dave had
gotten a fourteen-year-old girl to a full G-spot orgasm!  And then he got
to taste the rewards of his action.

   Amy's little cunny started to relax.  As it did, Dave kissed his way
down her vaginal lips until he could replace his fingers with his tongue.
He didn't want to waste a single drop.  If this was anything like what he
expected it to taste like, then he certainly didn't want to spill any.  It
was better than good.  Her pubescent juices were sweet and fragrant.  The
taste reminded him of a sweet wine that he had once had in Germany.  It was
wonderful.  And then Dave remembered who it was that he was doing this to.
With his eyes closed, he could clearly see Amy's young face.  For the first
time, Dave no longer cared about Amy's age or who her mother was.  He knew
that she would be for him and him alone.  That was what he wanted.  "Screw
morality!  Forget the stereotypes about people who make love to girls Amy's
age!  If she'll let you, make love with this little girl, and do it
tonight!" Those were the thoughts that Dave finally came to.  He threw off
the guilt and shame.  Then he asked Amy if he could make love with her.

   "Isn't that what we just did?" Amy asked.  She was still quite
overwhelmed by the feelings that were subsiding within her body.  Dave
whispered, "No honey.  I mean putting me inside of you to make those
feelings happen again." The warm feeling of Dave's hand on Amy's chest made
her feel content.  She was already relaxed, but what she really wanted was
for Dave to kiss her.  She answered with the question, "Will we kiss if we
do?" Dave needed no more encouragement than that to kiss Amy.

   Amy's tiny mouth was something that David didn't quite know how to
handle.  He did his best to learn quickly, but it wasn't easy.  Kissing Amy
was giving David warm feelings that he hadn't felt since he was a kid.  It
brought back memories of doing the same thing with his mother when she was
her daughter's age.  Amy didn't care what was happening.  The feeling of
David's lips pressed against her own was filling Amy with a warmth and
sense of belonging like she'd never felt before.  "I could die right now
and I wouldn't mind," Amy thought.  Then David's tongue brushed against the
roof of her mouth and her hips started moving all by themselves again. It
was all wonderful and good and new.  What David was doing felt like nothing
that Amy had ever imagined.  After kissing like that for a while, Amy was
out of breath.  She had to stop.  That gave David the opportunity to ask
the question that was now at the front of his mind.  He kissed Amy's ear
and then whispered, "Amy, do you still take those pills every day?"

   The warmth of David's breath on her ear made Amy feel just as though he
was kissing it. She smiled.  She didn't care why he wanted to know.  "You
mean my birth control pills?" She asked.  David breathed softly on her ear
again, and then whispered, "Uh huh." The feeling was wonderful.  Amy nodded
and then said, "Yeah." That was just the answer that David was hoping for.
It meant that he wouldn't have to dig through all of his belongings in
hopes of finding a condom.  He kissed her on the lips again and then asked,
"Do you want to make love now Amy?" Amy would have said yes to anything at
that point.  Everything was wonderful and warm.  She said, "Uh huh," in
between kisses.  They continued to kiss as David got into position above
her. He could feel that his hard cock was right at her little opening.

   Amy returned quickly to complete consciousness as David's shaft entered
her.  This couldn't be what he meant!  This was something that only married
people did!  This was too personal!  This . . .  "Oh God it's in me!" Amy
exclaimed.  David had managed to get about an inch inside of her when she
said it.  "Oh God David I don't . . .  " Amy tried to say as David pushed
in further.  Nearly half the length of his cock was in her now.  There was
no turning back.  Amy closed her eyes tightly and hoped that it would be
over soon.  With his next thrust, David felt himself slam into her cervix.
He still had a good inch to go, but he stopped there.

   "Are you all right Amy?" David asked.  Tears were streaming down her
cheeks, but all that David could feel was her head nodding.  He hadn't hurt
her.  It was just that this was so personal. It was something that Amy
didn't want to do with anyone until she was married.  To her, going all the
way was never really a possibility, but that was what was happening. 
David's boner was all the way inside of her.  She could feel it!

   As David bent down to kiss her, he felt the tears on one of Amy's
cheeks. His heart sank. "Oh God honey, did I hurt you?" He asked in a truly
concerned voice.  She just shook her head and tried not to cry aloud.  "Are
you ok?  Should we stop?" David asked.  Amy tried to hide the tears in her
voice and then she spoke.  She said, "Only people who are really in love do
this!" in a tearful voice.  With that, David cupped her small face in both
of his hands and then he kissed Amy deeply.  It helped.  David's kiss
helped to take the hollow feeling out of Amy's chest.  What was happening?

   David spoke softly and honestly.  He said, "Amy, I do love you.  I
always have.  I know that I shouldn't have, but I always have.  I don't
know how we will be able to make this work out, but I really do want to
try." Then he kissed her deeply again and asked, "Do you believe me honey?"
The hollow spot inside of Amy's chest was completely filled.  It was now
warm and full and good. Amy wrapped her arms tightly around the man and
said, "I love you too, Dave.  I've always loved you too!"

   Amy was still impaled on Dave's shaft, but now it was ok.  It was ok to
do that if you really were in love with someone.  Dave was in love with
her, and she knew it.  "Can we kiss some more?" Amy asked.  David didn't
reply.  He just kissed her deeply and held her tightly.  Everything was
going to be ok now.  Everything would work out.  The couple kissed and just
held each other for quite a long time.  Then Dave asked Amy if she thought
that it would be ok if he leaned up.  She said that would be fine.  Then
Dave took her little hand and placed it at the point where the two were
joined.

   Amy was surprised to feel that there was still more of Dave's boner that
could go into her. She was certain that it must have been all of the way
in, but it wasn't.  Then Amy began to explore.  They both did.  Amy felt
Dave's balls.  They were warm and soft.  Dave began to toy with Amy's
little budding clit.  She said, "That feels nice." The two explored each
other like that until Amy was ready for what would come next.  She had seen
how Darren and Jessica had done it, so she more or less knew what to
expect. This would be different though.  This time it would be happening
inside of her body!

   Dave started very slowly.  That was all that he really could do.  Amy's
little cunny was moist, but her tissues were still thick and under
developed.  The sensations that Amy's body gave to Dave were incredible
though.  Never had he felt a woman's vagina that was so tight and
form-fitting.  As her body provided more lubrication, he took longer
strokes.  No matter how her tight little cunny was making him feel, he
never stopped toying with her little bud.  When she started to get wet, she
really got wet.  Stimulating Amy's clit was like turning on a fawcet. 
Everything started working all at once.

   It was a bit uncomfortable for amy at first, but it got better as time
went on.  The more that she felt Dave moving inside of her, the easier
things got.  Then Amy started thinking about what she and Dave were really
doing.  If it were not for her birth control pills, they could be making a
baby!  This was cool!  They were doing the most personal thing that two
people could do with each other.  They were really making love!  The
sensations started as soon as Amy realized that there was another real
person inside of her body with her.  It was a type of excitement that was
completely different from what they had done earlier.  It was full and rich
and it really meant something.  What they had done earlier was just a kind
of grown-up playing, but this was real.  It got even more real as Dave kept
playing with her clit.  She was going to cum soon.  Amy got frantic and
then pleaded, "Dave, will you kiss me when it happens?  I think it's going
to happen. Please?" Dave bent down and awkwardly kissed Amy.

   Amy grabbed the back of Dave's head.  She was about to cum, and she
didn't want him to stop kissing her for any reason.  Dave was having a hard
time keeping his balance.  With one hand he was massaging her clit, and he
had to use the other to keep his full weight from resting on her. Then he
felt the telltale clinching of her vagina around his dick.  It felt
wonderful.  Amy was thrusting herself at him, while clinging tightly to the
back of his head.  Their lips were smashed together.  For the first time,
David thrust into her with the full force of his body.  Her cervix teased
the head of his cock with every stroke.  "If only it could get through that
little . . .  " David thought.  Then it did.  Oh God did it!  Amy's spasms
had caused her cervix to open just enough for the head of David's cock to
penetrate it.  As it did, Amy gasped and pulled even tighter on his head.

   Amy's orgasm was not letting up.  The harder that David thrust, the
higher Amy got.  All of the excitement had taken its toll on David as well.
The mixture of Amy's excitement and the sucking grip of her cervical
opening was bringing David to an orgasm of his own.  As Amy started to
relax, David thrust in deeply.  One last push, and his body quivered in
place.  He was frozen in time as his balls emptied deeply within the
fourteen-year-old's uterus.  Then David collapsed.

   The weight of David's body on Amy's was what she had been longing for.
It somehow completed everything.  It just felt right.  Although David's
face was far above her own, Amy felt as though he was still kissing her. 
Almost instinctively, she reached under and began to fondle his balls.  The
feeling of Amy's fingers caressing his balls was a wonderful ending for
David.  He knew that he would have to set his alarm so that he and Amy
could sleep together.  He knew how important that was to young girls.  He'd
learned that from Amy's mother many years before.

   "Oh God No!" David thought.  He and Amy had made more than enough noise
to wake up Beth.  What if she had seen?  What would she think?  What would
she say?  He closed his eyes and listened closely for sounds outside.  Beth
was snoring softly in the other tent.  David Sighed heavily.  Then he
rolled on his side and asked, "Are you ok Amy honey?" Amy snuggled up close
and said, "I love you Dave." Her words warmed Dave's heart.  Then he set
his alarm, wrapped his arms around the little girl, zipped the sleeping bag
shut, and the two went to sleep.

   Dave reached quickly for the alarm.  It was only six-thirty, and the sun
was still deeply buried behind the mountains.  Then he bent down to kiss
Amy on her head, but she wasn't there. He blinked his eyes a few times and
then felt around the tent to make sure that Amy had not just shifted in her
sleep.  She was nowhere in the tent.  Dave grabbed quickly for his
flashlight.  "She must be out taking a pee," he thought.  Then the light
crossed a half-sheet of torn ruled paper with writing on it.  In red magic
marker, it read, "I love you Dave.  Forever and always, Amy." Then Dave
listened closely.  There were two girls snoring softly and contentedly in
the tent next to his.

   Dave had breakfast almost ready when he woke the girls.  He wanted to
wake Amy first. That's exactly what he did.  He moved the opening of her
mummy bag to where her face was showing.  Then, as she started to stir, he
kissed her deeply and lovingly.  Amy's eyes opened slowly.  A broad smile
traced its way across her lips, and then she pursed them as if to say,
"Another one of those please." Dave smiled and complied with a small peck
on the teen-ager's pouty lips.  It was enough.  Amy mouthed the words, "I
love you," and then started to stretch.  It was a long and sensuous
stretch. Even inside of her sleeping bag, she looked like a cat that had
been awakened after a long and comfortable nap.

   Then Dave woke Beth.  He said, "Gee you guys!  Are you going to sleep
right through breakfast?" Beth needed no more coaxing.  She was always a
little terror at the breakfast table. Dave crawled back out of the tent and
let the girls get dressed.  When they emerged, Beth was wearing her
traditional jeans and a tee-shirt, but Amy was wearing a skirt and a
tee-shirt.  "Woah! She's wearing girl clothes!" Dave exclaimed.  Amy
blushed and then defended her choice of clothing.  She said, "I'm going to
lay out today and I've got my swimming suit on underneath, see?" With that
she lifted the skirt to reveal the satiny yellow material of her little
bikini bottoms. Dave tried to laugh convincingly, but Amy obviously saw
right through it.  She rubbed her finger up and down her little slit and
swayed her hips.  Beth was in front of her, so she couldn't see what her
sister was doing.  Dave's face turned to a stern look and then he nodded at
Beth, who was oblivious to everything but the stack of pancakes that was
waiting on the table.  Amy just smiled and let her skirt drop.

   Blackberry pancakes and freshly made blackberry syrup, were the focus of
the meal.  The bacon, eggs, and toast were mere after thoughts as far as
the girls were concerned.  Dave was sure that he'd made more than enough,
but he was wrong.  The girls kept putting them away until only two remained
on the plate.  When he asked, "Should I make some more," they responded
with nodding heads and illegible affirming words.  There was still batter
left, so he poured more on the griddle.  "Surely eight more would be
enough," he thought.  Dave had to defend his own stack of pancakes while
cooking the next batch.  Whenever he got up to check the pancakes that were
still on the griddle, either Amy or Beth would swipe a bite or two of his.
It was nice to know that they both felt so comfortable with him.  He was
right about the last batch.  There were still two left when everyone had
eaten their fill.

   Dave told the girls of his plan to start building the cabin right away.
That was all well and good, but Beth wanted to go fishing.  She knew that
her Uncle Dave wouldn't let her go out without him.  Or would he?  Beth
asked, "Can Amy and me go out and fish while you do whatever you're going
to do?" Amy looked at Dave and made a goofy looking face.  Dave just smiled
and shook his head.  Then he looked back at Beth and said, "You can if you
PROMISE to wear your life jackets and you don't go out any farther than
where I can tie the anchor rope to a rock on the shore." "Hum," Beth
thought.  Then she asked, "How about if we use one of the long white ropes
instead?" Dave thought about it for a moment and then agreed.  He wondered
why he hadn't thought of that earlier.  That way they could go out as far
as they wanted and they could pull themselves in if the wind picked up. 
They could also use the anchor to keep themselves in place.

   The two girls headed down to the shore and tied the rope to a large
rock. Then they adorned their life jackets and headed out.  On her way down
to the raft, Amy taunted Dave by saying, "I'm going to catch a big one, and
you're not going to catch any!" She was full of life, energy, and mischief.
Dave loved it, but wondered what things would be like when the girls'
mother returned.

   Amy was the one who had to row.  That meant that she was the one who got
to decide where they would fish.  She picked a new place where she could
look down and see that the bottom went from a very light green to a very
dark green.  It was a place where Dave had never taken them before.  The
long white rope that stretched to the shore gave Amy the confidence to try
anything.  She felt as though nothing was beyond her reach after the
previous night.  Beth threw the anchor out on the side of the boat where
the bottom was light.  It only went out about ten feet.  That looked good
to her.

   Each girl started fishing on one side of the boat.  Beth was fishing on
the light side and Amy was fishing on the dark side.  Beth had brought in
two fish before Amy got her first strike. Amy's was a good strike, but the
fish had just taken her bait.  She put more cheese on and threw back out.
Beth had brought in another nice trout and Amy was about to move to the
other side, when her pole bent almost in half.

   Amy tried not to let her sister see what was happening, but it wasn't
long until the drag on Amy's reel was shining.  "You've got a big one Amy!
You've got a really big one!  Don't lose it!" Beth coaxed.  Amy was
grinning from ear to ear.  Then Beth hooked into one.  Beth reeled hers to
the boat and let it go, but Amy's was still not coming to the surface.  It
was then that Beth noticed that the boat was moving.  Amy's fish was
pulling them toward the middle of the lake!  Beth checked the anchor and
felt that it was tight.  "We're a LOT deeper!  The anchor isn't even
touching the bottom anymore!" Beth informed her sister.  As Amy continued
to reel, she said, "That's ok.  Just make sure that the white rope is still
tied tight." Beth checked and the rope was well tied to the raft.

   Amy told her sister to continue to fish, but Beth was more interested in
what was on the other end of Amy's line.  Amy was making progress, but it
was slow.  Then they both saw a flash of light in the water.  This was a
BIG fish!  Amy's heart raced as she continued to wind on the whining
fishing reel.

   Dave was sawing notches in the logs that would soon become his cabin. 
He'd laid out the trees and cut them all to length.  He'd carefully
measured the lengths and was using two logs as templates for the rest. 
There was one for the long main walls and one for the end walls.  The
chainsaw was making fast work of the notches.  He would cut the groves and
then chip out the notches with an axe.  Everything was going much faster
than he had expected it would.  He was almost done with the notches when he
noticed the girls jumping around the boat.  Was something wrong?  Dave ran
down to the shore to make sure that everything was all right.

   The fish was close enough to the boat for Beth to get it in the net. 
"Please Beth!  Please don't let it get away!" Amy begged her sister.  The
fish had no intention of being brought into the boat.  It had every
intention of snapping the line and going the other way.  The two girls
struggled for several minutes and then, `Snap!' The line had broken.  Amy's
heart sank until her sister exclaimed, "He's in here!  I've got him!  Help
me!"

   The two girls strained to pull the fish over the edge of the raft.  Beth
had netted it just as the line had broken when the fish had tried to dive.
It was there.  It was Amy's.  It was HUGE! They finally managed to pull the
fish into the boat.  Then Amy saw Dave standing on the bank. She asked,
"Beth, can we go in now and show my fish to Dave, Please?" Beth was
impressed. She'd never seen a fish that big before.  It was at least as
long as a yardstick!  "Ok," she agreed.

   Amy started pulling on the white rope.  Then Dave started pulling on it
from the other end. The raft was really moving.  When they got it all of
the way to shore, Beth said, "Oops!  I guess we should have pulled up the
anchor first." She was right.  The anchor had been dragging in the sand for
the last quarter of the trip in.  It didn't matter though.  Dave asked,
"That wasn't what I think it was, was it?" Amy beamed.  "You mean MY fish?"
she taunted.  "Uh huh," Dave replied.  Then he saw it.  It was huge!  Dave
said, "Hold on.  I'll be right back." Then he ran up to his tent and
quickly returned with a hand scales and a measuring tape.  "Seventeen
pounds, two and a half ounces," he said.  He followed with, "Thirty-seven
inches long!" Beth proudly announced, "Yeah, and I got him in the net!"

   The look on Amy's face was a mixture of pride and just pure
devilishness. She said, "I told you I would!" and then she stuck her little
pink tongue out at Dave.  Beth chimed in with, "Yeah she did Uncle Dave! 
She told you she would!" Dave thought for a brief moment.  Then he bowed
and said, "I bow to your great fishing skills, o' great Amy!" Dave and Beth
laughed while Amy just stood beside the raft with a proud smile on her
face.

   Beth took the opportunity of being ashore to work both ends.  She went
into the latrine first, and then headed to the coolers.  Dave looked at Amy
and quietly said, "You little shit." Amy beamed.  Her eyes were dancing. 
The fish was more or less dead, but Dave put it on a stringer and tied the
stringer to the rope that was attached to the rock.  Then he tossed the
fish out as far as it would go.  Amy asked, "Know what I want now?" Her
eyes were twinkling.  Dave knew that she was up to something.  Amy flopped
herself in the raft, rolled over with her hands under her chin, and then
said, "I want to get naked with you and make love!" Then she giggled in a
little girlish giggle.

   Dave quickly looked over his shoulder to see where Beth was.  Then he
strained his jaw and quietly said, "Amy!  What if Beth hears you?" Amy
bounced up to her knees and quietly said, "She can watch if she wants."
Then she giggled again.  Dave knew that he was going to have to explain the
importance of keeping it a secret.  He wasn't sure of exactly what to tell
her, but he knew that he had to tell her something.

   "We can't talk about it now because your sister will be back soon," Dave
whispered.  Amy cocked her head and asked, "Talk about what?" The look on
her face was pure mischief.  "I've got to tell you some important stuff
about what would happen if anyone ever found out about what we've been
doing," Dave replied.  That was now what Amy had been hoping for.  She
said, "You'd get in really big trouble with my mom, right?" Dave checked
over his shoulder again and then whispered the answer.  He said, "Not just
with your Mom.  The police would make me go to jail for a very long time,
and I would never be allowed to see you again."

   Amy's playful grin turned serious.  "You mean it?" she asked.  Dave just
nodded.  Amy's attitude changed.  This was a lot more serious than she had
thought.  She had never imagined that Dave could get in that much trouble.
After all, she was the one who really wanted to do it.  "Even if it was me
who made you do it?" Amy asked.  Dave said, "Even if you begged me to do
it. It's a very illegal thing to do." Amy's eyes widened.  Dave continued,
"If we do it again, we've got to make sure that there's no way that your
sister will see or hear us doing it."

   "If?" Dave said, "If?" "Do you not want to do it any more?" Amy asked.
Dave could see the tears welling up in Amy's eyes.  He reached and cupped
her little face with his hands.  He checked over his shoulder one last time
and then said, "Honey, I can't think of anything that would bring me more
joy than making love with you again." That was better.  Dave really did
love her.  He really did care.  Amy felt an overwhelming need to be held.
"Will you just hold me?" she asked.  Dave smiled and said, "C'mere you!"

   Amy felt whole as Dave lifted her from the ground.  She had always loved
his hugs, but now they were even better.  Now they meant that he was her
boyfriend.  Now they meant that he would be her husband some day!  She
wanted to ask him about that, but figured that he would ask her when things
could be more romantic.  "He probably wants to get me a ring first," she
thought.

   Beth was taking her sweet time about eating.  She had half of one of the
coolers scattered out over the table.  "Food!  Oh shit, Food!" Dave
thought. He always packed heavy, but it would be tight to string three
days' food into seven or eight.  Even with the fish and berries, they were
going to need more than what he had brought.  Why hadn't he thought of
that? Then an idea hit him.  It was a good idea, he thought.  Dave would
try to call his friend Charlie.

   Charile owned a charter helicopter and air cargo service.  He and Dave
had been friends since high school.  Dave already owed Charlie several
favors though.  He knew that his idea would be expensive, but Dave was
going to need more heavy supplies anyway.  "I wonder what it would cost,"
Dave thought.  He had forgotten about the girl in his arms.  He was still
holding her tightly.  Then she pinched his cheek.

   "Hello?  Is anybody in there?" Amy asked playfully.  Dave smiled and
said, "I'm sorry honey.  I just remembered that we are going to need more
food and supplies." He continued, "I was trying to figure out how we could
get them here." Amy quickly volunteered, "I'll go with you if you want!"
Her face was radiant.  Dave unthinkingly lifted her higher and gave her a
quick peck on the lips.  Then he said, "Thank you Amy, but I think I've got
another way."

   Beth shouted across the camp.  "Woo Hoo!  Dave and Amy are kissing!" she
exclaimed. Amy turned beet red.  Dave also blushed.  Then he shouted, "Hey
now!  Can't an Uncle kiss his niece without everyone teasing him?" He
continued, "I'd kiss you too if you weren't so busy eating!" Bethie giggled
and shouted back, "Save it for me, ok?" A disaster had been avoided.  The
tiny incident also gave Dave an idea.  It was an idea that he would try
later if things worked out properly.

   Beth finished eating her sandwich and wanted to catch a fish as big as
the one that her sister had caught.  "Amy, can we go back to the same place
where you caught yours?" she asked. Beth's sister was thinking of other
things.  Amy was watching Dave now.  He had gone back to working on the
cabin shortly after Beth had caught them kissing.  "Um, sure" she replied.
Then the two headed back out to fish.  "Life-jackets!" Dave shouted, as the
girls climbed into the raft.  There was mumbling and groaning, but they did
put them on.

   Dave finished removing the last of the notches in the logs.  The cabin
could be built now. He began with the floor joists.  The pack horse
effortlessly dragged the logs into place.  There were loud echoing noises
as each of the three top logs fell into place.  Then came the first row of
the real structure.  They were laid right next to the floor joists so that
Dave had created a box within a box.  The next step would prove more
difficult than what Dave had already done.  He had to rip boards out of the
four dead trees that he had felled.  They would act as the floor.

   One hour turned into two and Dave still hadn't gotten a clean cut on any
of the logs. Cutting the ends and notched had been easy, but ripping boards
was something entirely different. Dave finally resigned himself to having
Charlie bring lumber in with the other supplies.  Charlie! Dave had
forgotten to call.  He connected the phone to the generator battery and
then gave his old friend a call.

   Charlie seemed surprised when Dave called.  He was even more surprised
when Dave told him how far he had gotten on the cabin.  "Four bags of
mortar, a bundle of two by eights, the strap hinges, nails, screws, window,
gasoline, and the food, right?" Charlie asked.  Dave tried to think of
anything else that he might need.  "I think that's everything," he replied.
There was the sound of an adding machine in the background and then Charlie
said, "Ten-thousand-four-hundred and fifteen dollars." Dave gasped.  "Are
you serious?" Dave asked.

   Charlie was practically falling out if his chair in laughter.  When he
finally composed himself enough, he asked, "Does twenty-seven-hundred sound
better?" Dave sighed and then said, "You shithead!  I thought that you were
serious for a minute!" Charlie continued to chuckle and then said, "I would
have flown it all for free, but it's been kind of a tight month and I had
to charge you for the gas." Dave knew that Charlie usually got at least
five hundred dollars for each half-hour of flying time on air cargo.  He
was feeling like a bit of a heel, and then asked, "How about
thirty-two-hundred instead?" Charlie thanked him but refused.  Then Dave
insisted that it be at least three-thousand.  Charlie hesitated, but
finally agreed.  It was settled.  The supplies would arrive the next day at
around two in the afternoon.

   While the phone was connected, David gave Ruth a call.  She was in much
better spirits. She actually sounded hopeful.  Ruth explained how her
mother's doctor had suggested a tissue graft to try to patch her mother's
heart.  Her mother's determination and sheer will to live had made her
doctor change his mind.  Ruth gave David all of the details.  She was
really quite excited about the new prognosis.  Then she asked about her
girls.  Dave told her that they were fine and that they were out fishing.
He offered to call them back in, but Ruth explained that he had been lucky
to get her on the phone at all.  She had just been walking out the door
when the phone rang.  David wished Ruth and her mother well, and Ruth told
him to tell her girls that she loved them.  She also thanked him once again
and then the two hung up.

   Beth had caught a nice five-pound Rainbow, and Amy had given up on
fishing.  She was trying to get a nice tan.  It had been several hours and
both girls were ready to use the bathroom. Amy was the one who finally
suggested that they return to shore.  Beth agreed.

   David was working on the ninth row of logs when the girls returned.  He
only had three more rows after that until he had to start pitching the roof
at the ends.  He had two of the pack horses pulling the logs up long pole
ramps.  The girls had heard the loud, hollow `thunk' noises, but had no
idea that David would have gotten so much done in so short a time.  "Wow!
It's almost done!" Beth exclaimed.  David didn't hear her at first.  He was
concentrating on getting the log to settle into the notches.

   David smiled when he saw the two girls watching him.  "Did you catch
lots of fish?" he asked.  Beth answered, "Yeah, but we didn't get another
one as big as the one that Amy got this morning!" Amy seized the
opportunity with, "Yeah, and you'll never catch one as big as mine Dave!"
Her eyes danced as she stuck her tongue out at him defiantly.  Dave smiled
and said, "We'll just have to see about that, now won't we?" Then Dave
playfully stuck his tongue out at Amy.  She giggled and then said, "Nope.
Mine will always be the biggest!" She was full of hell again.  "Break
time!" David exclaimed, as the log fell into place.  Then he asked, "Anyone
else want to go swimming?

   Beth wasted no time running to her tent to change.  Amy was already
wearing her little yellow bikini.  Her exposed body glistened with sun tan
oil.  Her bare midriff was more than inviting to Dave.  As soon as Beth
disappeared into the girls' tent, Dave motioned with his finger for Amy to
come closer.  She smiled broadly as she walked to him.  Dave motioned for
her to come even closer yet.

   Dave whispered into Amy's ear.  He said, "Amy, I'm going to die if you
keep walking around in that little bikini!" She giggled.  Then she turned
and whispered back.  She asked, "Does it make you horny?" Again, she
giggled.  Dave glanced back to the girls' tent to make sure that Beth was
still inside.  Then he reached between Amy's legs and softly massaged her
mons.  He smiled and quietly said, "No more horny than this makes you
feel." Amy's giggling turned to cooing.  She looked longingly into his eyes
and said, "I want to do it right now.  I love you Dave." Then she leaned up
for him to kiss her.  Dave glanced at the tent and then kissed Amy deeply.
After he kissed her, Dave said, "I want to too honey, but we've got to
wait, ok?" Amy nodded. She was not happy about it, but she understood.

   Walking out into the cool water had taken away the strange warm feeling
that Dave's touch had made in Amy's body.  She returned to the devious and
mischievous state of mind that she had been in before Dave had touched her.
She walked across the sandy lake bottom and whispered into her sister's
ear. "Pull his swimming trunks down Bethie." She coaxed.  "No way!" Beth
exclaimed in a loud voice.  "Do it.  He won't get mad.  I promise!" Amy
whispered more encouragingly.  Beth turned to look at the expression on her
sister's face.  She could usually tell when Amy was just trying to get her
in trouble.  Amy's face looked playful to her sister.  She didn't look like
she did when she was trying to get her sister in trouble.  Beth softly
asked, "Really?" Amy nodded, and then said, "I'll keep him busy, ok?" The
girls were in agreement.

   Dave had waded out to where he knew that the girls couldn't stand.  They
usually tried to push him under, and he wanted to be able to play along. 
If his feet were still touching the bottom, then he knew that he could win
if he wanted to.  Then Amy started her approach.  It was a classic. She was
trying to get up speed so that she could topple him over.  He hadn't seen
Beth disappear beneath the water.  He just knew that Amy was on her way. 
David Poised himself and then lunged upward when Amy was in range.  He felt
his body break the surface as he did.  Amy was swamped.  She gurgled a bit
and then started her approach again.  Soon, Beth was in the fray.  The
three splashed and pushed each other until Beth said that she wanted to be
on David's shoulders.  Amy said that she wanted that also, but Dave knew
better than to allow himself to be put in a situation where Amy's little
cunny would be pressed hard against the back of his neck.

   As soon as Beth was securely on David's shoulders, Amy dove under.  She
had expected him to be naked but Beth hadn't done her job yet.  Instead,
Amy had to pull David's trunks down herself.  The flimsy elastic gave way
to Amy's tugging, and David was helpless to defend himself. He had to make
sure that Beth didn't see what was happening.  He had to . . .  "Oh God!"
David thought, as Amy took him into her mouth.  He was as limp as could be,
but that didn't stop Amy. "I'll just suck on his wiener until it gets
hard," she thought.

   Amy's mouth was filled with cool lake water.  She couldn't help that. 
It was David's salvation.  Even the attentions of Amy's little pink darting
tongue were not enough to overcome the cool water in her mouth.  David
would just have to wait until she needed to come up for air. Then he would
pull his trunks back up.  She held her breath longer than he thought that
she could though.  The water in her mouth was getting quite warm.  He felt
his erection starting to rise.

   Amy gasped and strained for air when she finally emerged from the water.
She had pulled David's trunks back into place on her way up.  Beth asked,
"What were you doing Amy?" From her perch on David's shoulders, he knew
that Beth wouldn't be able to see what her sister was doing.  "I was trying
to tickle his feet so that you would fall in," Amy replied.  She grinned
proudly as she said it.  There was a look of approval on Dave's face.  Amy
had said the right thing.  "Oh," little Bethie replied.  Then she
exclaimed, "Your turn!" David knew what would happen if he allowed that to
happen.

   David said, "Last one to the boat has to clean the fish!" The two girls
immediately started splashing their way to the raft.  David dove under and
swam powerfully.  He came up in front of both of the girls.  Then he got in
Amy's way so that Beth had a definite advantage.  "No fair!" Amy exclaimed.
Beth looked back quickly and then swam faster.  She was NOT going to have
to clean those fish!

   David motioned for Amy to take a deep breath.  When she did, he pulled
her under with him and began to kiss her deeply.  His hand glided over the
fabric of her little bikini bottoms until his fingers found their target.
Then, he massaged Amy's little clit through the fabric.  He held her under
like that until she pulled away and her arms started to flail and thrash.
Then David pushed her to the surface.  Amy was gasping for air.  He only
gave her a moment and then did it again.  She hesitated at first, but then
David let go.  It was up to Amy now.  If she wanted to stay under then she
would have to hold on to him.  She did.

   David smiled as he and his young lover returned to the surface.  She was
staring into his eyes with a look of wonderment on her face.  Why had he
done that?  "Why did he just let go like that?" Amy wondered.  Beth had
stopped swimming.  She shouted, "You guys are going to have to clean the
fish, even Amy's big one!" For some reason, the thought of Amy cleaning the
large Trout that she had caught, amused Dave.  He began to swim hard.  When
he did, Beth started swimming as if her life was in danger.  Amy followed
lazily behind them.  "Amy's got to clean them!" Beth chided.  Amy could
have cared less.  She'd cleaned lots of fish before.
   (To be continued?)