..different....somehow." Sarah was confused,she could have sworn that Zena had walked into that stall an attractiveif not somewhat boyish looking girl..., and had come out looking almost asattractive as any 13-year-old she had ever seen."Never better," Zena said, smiling, laughing, trying anything to changethe subject quickly. Eventually, Sarah let the subject drop. "Now," Zenacontinued, "What was it you were saying about Zack?" I'll tell you later," Sarah responded, a bit creeped out, "We. She drew him to the bed near the door and turned to embrace him again.She was almost as tall as he was, so he leaned in to kiss her while running his hands up the back of her damp swimsuit. The kiss ramped up quickly now that she had made her intentions plain. Jeff met her kiss for kiss as his growing enthusiasm kept pace with hers. Soon she began tugging at his swim shirt to run her hands across the skin of his muscled stomach and chest.Jeff paused long enough to take off his shirt and loosen. Michelle picked it up. Quinn looked at itand said "can he still hear us?"Michelle smiled "he can still see, hear, smell, and feel. Although Idon't think he can climax. He can even talk through the tip.We were all quiet, and we could hear John, in a small high-pitched voice,complaining about his situation. Michelle picked him up. "Of course, wedon't have to listen to him" she said, as she plunged him into her pussy.After he was in rather deep, she sighed a deep sigh of contentment, andQuinn. As soon as I stuck my head in the door, they recognized me, and both let off a string of cuss words like I never thought I'd ever hear come out of a woman's mouth. I swear to Goshen, my ears started to burn. I figured that if they had the strength and breath to swear at me like that, they must be in pretty good physical shape, so I tipped my hat and bid them good day.Sam and I went to visit Walt Smith, the bartender and my much senior partner in the best saloon in town (no, it's not the only.