She had laid out orange juice, a pot of freshly made coffee, and Sandwiches. We sat there relaxing over breakfast when Roja announced that she was goi...ng to give me a “concentration test.”“What the hell is that?” I said.“Just sit there and concentrate on breakfast while I conduct the test. OK?”“Well, that’s alright with me,” I said, getting into the mood. “I’ve always been good at tests.”“We’ll see if you pass this test. Remember that you have to concentrate on breakfast no matter what I do.”. "You have something far more delectable than any dollar bill could ever be," he said finally, leaning forward and looking straight into Britney's eyes. Britney returned the gaze, losing herself deep in his almost black, dark eyes. The sudden realization of what he wanted finally hit her. "No...not that. I can't do that. That's blackmail! And besides, it's against everything I believe in!" Britney cried, recoiling back into her chair in disgust. "It may be blackmail. But sweet, naive little. "I nodded in agreement."Let's head back now then," Louise tugged her now largely dry tee over her head. I followed suit, and grabbing our packs, we headed back onto the trail.*Arriving back at the cabins, we arranged to meet for dinner later and went inside to shower and change.Grabbing a cold beer from the fridge, I turned the shower on and stripped off my sweaty, dusty clothing.Touching my fresh scar, I remembered the feeling of Louise's fingers against my skin, her hard pebble-like nipples. "I have a special meal planned tonight."I looked from Jacqueline to Angie and back to Jacqueline, wanting to ripoff the shoes and take Jacqueline in my arms. I wanted to ravishJacqueline with my masculine kisses, but instead felt only the despair ofmy shameful appearance wash over me."Well, that sounds like fun," Angie said, looking at me with a cheerfulsmile. "Good luck, Shawn. You're so sweet."Jacqueline turned towards the door. "We have a big cooking lessontonight, Angie, but it's so.