Lightning flashes again. Like a series of motion black and white photos our bodies grind against one another. The exhilaration overtakes us both. I pu...ll her off of the workbench; and she unbuttons my pants. Sliding my pants down to my ankles. I flip her around so that her stomach is facing the table; I turn my head and lean forward to kiss her. One hand on her breast, I begin to kiss her neck and lightly bite on her shoulder. My finger reaches in side of her thong and rips it away from her. Beth rode close beside the wagon and climbed from her horse to the wagon seat. She and Callie hugged and held each other until they both stopped crying.Tom and Cal rode on each side of the wagon looking straight ahead and Runt stared straight ahead with tears in his eyes as he popped the leather leads on his horses rumps to step them up a bit.They didn’t catch the wagons loaded with building materials that day, but before they stopped for the night, Tom and Cal rode up ahead to find a place to. As her uncle’s lips changed position to kissing both sides of her neck at once she felt other hands undoing the buttons that went down the front of her dress. Then her uncle’s hands left her breasts and pulled the dress open and their lips moved down slowly kissing their way down her front and around the sides of her breast and working up the sides of them to her nipples which they licked, kissed, and then sucked lightly and Uncle Adam’s right hand went down to touch her thigh lightly before. I felt rest- less. I had to move. That is why I ended up cruising the bars. One was sort of fun. I danced with some women but nothing seemed to spark and the music and noise became too much to bear. Finally I stumbled on the sidewalk of a storefront (oh yeah, I guess I drank a few blue tinnies also) in which the window was blackened out. It was about a block from the docks where the reef boats departed and it looked deserted. There was an “ADULTS ONLY” sign on the painted black.