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Authors: Peter Wonder
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She covered her chest with one hand and her crotch with the other and yelled at us "Get the fuck out of my room!" It was like she didn't want people to see her naked or something. Well, I pulled Kyle back out of the room and managed to shut the door, but Kyle wouldn't give up so easily. He asked me for $20. I gave him $5, and he went back in and asked to be part of the show. She agreed and let him back in. She then knocked him out in front of a live audience.
That chest was, until now, the nicest rack I had ever seen in my life.
"They aren't only that nice, Kyle. They are even better. Remember how Fletcher had those oddly shaped nipples?" I asked.
"I don't think I've ever stopped picturing her jugs, so yeah. I know what you're talking about. They weren't too weird, as I recall."
"These tits are truly flawless, bro. And not only that but, as you can tell, they are quite large. I dare say that they are even bigger than Feltcher’s. They are so nice, in fact, that I have to call them breasts, because any other name would bring them down to a level with every other boob that has ever existed. These breasts make me think there may be a God out there after all, Kyle. They are unquestionably the most amazing breasts ever created."
"Wow. Those sound amazing. I'm happy for you, pal. Thank you for sharing with me. Maybe one day I'll be lucky enough to walk in on you guys doin' it and I'll get to see them, too," he said with a dreamy look in his eyes.
"Yeah, maybe." I stopped listening after he mentioned us doin' it. "Wait, what the fuck?"
"Nothing. I said you're a poet, homie. Good verbiage and shit."
"Uh huh. Anyway, I think it's about time for our first break. There's a tree on its side up here to sit on and I really need to stop so I can take a leak."
"That sounds good to me, homie." Kyle turned around to address the girls. "Check it, right now we're going to take a fifteen minute break. Adjust your socks, sip a little bit of water, and take a little breather. Our next break probably won't be for another hour or so." He gave his spiel in his old Corporal voice.
I took off to a tree in the distance and relieved myself while enjoying the scenery. When I returned to our downed tree, I saw Evelyn sitting there all by herself with a beautiful fall background. A gust of wind whistled through and liberated some leaves from the trees above. I caught one of the leaves on their journey down to the ground.
"Now you get to make a wish," she said with a smile.
"What's so special about right now?" I asked.
"When you catch a falling leaf you get to make a wish."
"I have never heard of that. I can make a wish anytime I feel like it. Catching a leaf doesn't mean it's going to come true."
"Try it, anyway. What could be the harm?"
"Fine. I wish that w-"
"DA-DA-DA! You can't tell anyone!"
"Of course not . . ." Wishes are stupid . I closed my eyes and chucked the dead, dry leaf.
As I was doing so, Kyle and Carolina returned from the same direction. There was no way in a million years that I was going to ask what was going on with them.
"Everyone refreshed? I don't care, because it's time to move on. Let's go kids!" I said as their jolly tour guide.
***
As near as I could tell it was around noon. I saw daylight through the trees just ahead. There was no possible way that we were more than just a little over half way to the refugee camp.
"Is that the camp?" blurted out Kyle.
"No, dude. It looks like it's just a clearing. But it'll be a good place to break for lunch. We’ll get to the center of it and have plenty of visibility for 360 degrees."
Surprisingly enough, no one had a problem with taking lunch. We broke through the trees to find a beautiful green meadow. Flowers of various shades of purple, pink, and yellow bespeckled the lucious field. The way the light struck it made it look more like an oil painting than reality. We all gasped, slightly taken aback by the magic of it all. Such a place as this is something not
That chest was, until now, the nicest rack I had ever seen in my life.
"They aren't only that nice, Kyle. They are even better. Remember how Fletcher had those oddly shaped nipples?" I asked.
"I don't think I've ever stopped picturing her jugs, so yeah. I know what you're talking about. They weren't too weird, as I recall."
"These tits are truly flawless, bro. And not only that but, as you can tell, they are quite large. I dare say that they are even bigger than Feltcher’s. They are so nice, in fact, that I have to call them breasts, because any other name would bring them down to a level with every other boob that has ever existed. These breasts make me think there may be a God out there after all, Kyle. They are unquestionably the most amazing breasts ever created."
"Wow. Those sound amazing. I'm happy for you, pal. Thank you for sharing with me. Maybe one day I'll be lucky enough to walk in on you guys doin' it and I'll get to see them, too," he said with a dreamy look in his eyes.
"Yeah, maybe." I stopped listening after he mentioned us doin' it. "Wait, what the fuck?"
"Nothing. I said you're a poet, homie. Good verbiage and shit."
"Uh huh. Anyway, I think it's about time for our first break. There's a tree on its side up here to sit on and I really need to stop so I can take a leak."
"That sounds good to me, homie." Kyle turned around to address the girls. "Check it, right now we're going to take a fifteen minute break. Adjust your socks, sip a little bit of water, and take a little breather. Our next break probably won't be for another hour or so." He gave his spiel in his old Corporal voice.
I took off to a tree in the distance and relieved myself while enjoying the scenery. When I returned to our downed tree, I saw Evelyn sitting there all by herself with a beautiful fall background. A gust of wind whistled through and liberated some leaves from the trees above. I caught one of the leaves on their journey down to the ground.
"Now you get to make a wish," she said with a smile.
"What's so special about right now?" I asked.
"When you catch a falling leaf you get to make a wish."
"I have never heard of that. I can make a wish anytime I feel like it. Catching a leaf doesn't mean it's going to come true."
"Try it, anyway. What could be the harm?"
"Fine. I wish that w-"
"DA-DA-DA! You can't tell anyone!"
"Of course not . . ." Wishes are stupid . I closed my eyes and chucked the dead, dry leaf.
As I was doing so, Kyle and Carolina returned from the same direction. There was no way in a million years that I was going to ask what was going on with them.
"Everyone refreshed? I don't care, because it's time to move on. Let's go kids!" I said as their jolly tour guide.
***
As near as I could tell it was around noon. I saw daylight through the trees just ahead. There was no possible way that we were more than just a little over half way to the refugee camp.
"Is that the camp?" blurted out Kyle.
"No, dude. It looks like it's just a clearing. But it'll be a good place to break for lunch. We’ll get to the center of it and have plenty of visibility for 360 degrees."
Surprisingly enough, no one had a problem with taking lunch. We broke through the trees to find a beautiful green meadow. Flowers of various shades of purple, pink, and yellow bespeckled the lucious field. The way the light struck it made it look more like an oil painting than reality. We all gasped, slightly taken aback by the magic of it all. Such a place as this is something not
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