" Though I knew I could. I'd ridden all around it-I guess I'd just assumed it was a solid mesa. All those years, and I never suspected the place exist...ed... When we got home, I made a point of riding out to where the deer hunters were camped. I wanted them to know where we'd be going, so they wouldn't see our movement and mistake it for deer. Besides, we made a point of taking good care of those folks. They were good guests, good to the land and careful about our stock, while thinning the deer. If it didn't, she had pretty well resolved that whatever happened she wouldn't be going back there; this was the chance to break away.The bus left Knoxville very late. It was still in Tennessee when dawn rose, and halfway across Arkansas when the sun set thanks to a layover in an extremely scary terminal in Memphis. When it rose again, after a layover of several hours and a change of buses in Oklahoma City, she was in a different world, one she'd read about and seen pictures of, but had never. She looks up to see where we stopped at, and says, "What the fuck? You have me dress nice and slutty and you take me in the muddiest place on earth and now you want me get filthy?" I laugh and tell her to hop out of the truck and to shut up because I was calling the shots so Mark could get the most out of this he could. She smiles and exits the truck. He gets out cock still hanging out and stiff, I climb out of the back and we all meet in the front of truck. She squats down and leans against. I struggled against his unwanted advances. How could Tom, who I'dknown my whole life, be doing this to me? Just wait until I told myDaddy what Tom was trying to do; he'd be sorry then.And yet, even as I continued my struggle against him, I felt myresistance wavering. I was beginning to enjoy myself. And evenworse as far as I was concerned, I was becoming aroused. I didn'twant Tom arousing me, but neither did I want such a handsome youngman to stop.I felt so confused.My every thought swirled.