Both Gina and I knew that we would only be able to get together a few more times before I left. I really hated to go because I didn’t want to give u...p this young pussy…or ANY pussy for that matter. I know that I had nothing going on down south but I can’t tell my wife I want to stay here longer so I could continue to fuck our next door neighbor. And I could tell that Gina was getting a little anxious, too, because neither of us knew how things would be when I returned in the spring. I was. When my cock reached the depths of her pussy that had never been reached before the moans and guttural groans Monica was making made me want to try to get my cock as deep inside of her as I could. I knew that I would most likely only have one chance to fuck her so I better do the best I could to make a lasting memory of fucking her little twat.Monica looked up at me “Baby my back is killing me on this chair laying like this, take me doggy style please, fuck me from behind.”I reluctantly. There was still some boiled water left from the earlier dish washing, so I was able to use that to wash the blood and dirt from the boy's arm. I then went through the procedures that I had seen Pa use many times to set compound fractures. Jeffery was spared the intense pain caused by fixing his arm simply because he had never recovered from his faint. Mrs. Simmons needed some treatment, too, so I used the last of the hot water to fix us come coffee. She perked up with the coffee and recovered. Just like we've told everybody at the lunches and the like, I'm sufficiently unusual that many of the normal rules don't apply. There's no way I can date one girl for a few weeks or months to see whether I like her, then try another girl, etc. I'd be a hundred years old before I found out that girl number 123 was my favorite, and I doubt she'd still be waiting for me. -- "And where logic doesn't convince people, Julia does. It's hard for my parents or hers to protect Julia by insisting I stay.