He had a moments hesitation that maybe this wasn’t the safest thing to do, but that only added to the excitement, and turnabout was definitely fair ...play in this case.He slid aside her sopping wet underwear, and slid his fingers along her slick crease, enjoying the ease which which he could tease and stimulate her with this much moisture aiding his movements. She grabbed his forearm tightly with her free hand, stuck between wanting to stop him and wanting him to continue to satisfy her. She. . not her brother. And Bev’s hand ... right there in his lap! Mary had told her, the next morning, that nothing was happening that Bev didn’t want to happen ... that Bev was exploring, experimenting with Bobby, instead of boys from school, because she could trust him and he wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want him to do. “You don’t need to be worried about Bobby. He would never hurt any of us or allow us to get hurt. He loves us. That’s all you need to know,” Mary had finished.She’d thought. He’d written about it in several of his letters, describing it in great detail. Pulling up to the garage, I felt relieved that I was finally at my destination. My old Camaro had made the thirteen-hundred mile journey from Chicago despite its age. Stepping out of the car, I was never so glad to stretch my legs. The Double D was just as my grandfather had described it, twelve thousand acres of prime pastureland surrounded by beautiful hills. Falls Ranch Springs, bordered part of the ranch. . .." The teacher paused longer intentionally.There was a rush of pleas for loans and cash changed hands.Mr. Packard waited while they counted.They shook their heads no.I smiled. I'd have emptied my wallet for this. Forty was no loss."Come on, Karl, pay up."I went to the teacher, my cock hardening as I got closer to the front of the room and Krissy. "Here you go." I handed over the two twenties."Have fun... you've got five minutes."I moved very close to Krissy.Being this close to such a sexy.