"Skipper, if you want me, you're going to have to knock up Mary Ann first," said Ginger."But, I need it now," whined the Skipper, "Gilligan, bend over...." Sure, Skipper," said Gilligan agreeably as if asked to pass the salt. Ginger pushed Gilligan back into one of the rope traps. Instantly, Gilligan was propelled up into the trees naked and upside down."Sorry, Skipper!" yelled Gilligan."Gilligan!" yelled Ginger, "Keep quiet and look for pirates." Amazingly, this seemed to work. Ginger turned to. And Ralph’s fucking daughter.“You’re so pretty.” I said to her.“You think so?” she asked.“Yeah, I do.” I confirmed. “Can I kiss you?”She hesitated; far from home, does a southern white girl let a black man twice her age do that?“Ok.” She said.She was just a kid, and didn’t know the slippery slope she was on. Or maybe she did, and wanted to slide all the way down. Down into my bed, into my arms, onto my cock. Isn’t that why kids really run away from home? To do the things they want to do without. I knew what to do. I dropped and kissed them. People were passing the gate but we were quite secluded but I didn’t care as I licked them and held his calves.”Good bitch” he smiled as I looked up at him. “OK follow me” He said.I stood and walked after himOnce we entered his home he ordered me to strip and get on my knees. We had discussed this and I had rehearsed it a thousand times in my mind.Here I was at last, on all fours in my bitch gear at the feet of my Master. The little bell tinkled as. No. I just.. I don't really know you," she admits. "I've beenthinking about this. About you, a lot." You have?" I have."The silence fills the room, and I focus on my breathing. I feel mybreasts rising and falling, the rustle of my dress as I move my footnervously. I feel the heat and reassuring weight of Shayna against me,the warmth of her fingers interlaced with mine. The smell of her shampoomingling with the ubiquitous Dolce & Gabbana fragrance."And," I prompt eventually."Being out with you.