Joe could understand that, but it didn't help his impatience. Yeah, I was a boy once, so I could understand his feelings.It was a week before the pad ...was ready for a fitting, and I wonder how Joe survived the wait. Jeremiah made up a couple of straps to hold the pad in place over Joe's shirt and nothing to do but rush out of camp to give it a try. Damned if it didn't work! Joe ran off five shots in rapid succession, and didn't even show a bruise on his shoulder. Shit, I had to give it a try, so. I had two hours to concern myself why this was happening to me. Was my judgement really that wrong with Holly? It must be. My painful arse is testament to the fact that she is simply not mature enough to be here and I secretly hoped that it would be a short trip. Angry and annoyed I fell asleep around eleven with the sounds of a happy, horny female crew playing games outside my room.I was awoken by a blood-curdling scream in the middle of the night. Slipping my skimpy shorts on and grabbing my. I'm proud of my deep auburn red hair which falls in thick curls down my back; so much so that I cultivate a thick bush of the same colour between my legs, which was the first thing my new lover saw of my pussy when I pushed my pants down.She stared at it, but didn't say a word, even when she finally took the panty from her mouth and leaned in. Something must've triggered inside her, because without hesitation she began licking my pussy, sucking on my clit and slurping the wetness that started. OK?' She kissed me again and made shooing noises.Six-thirty, I was looking at pants and wondering what to wear when the phone rang.'Doug?''Who else? What's happening? You think I should wear dark pants, light shirt, or the other way round? What you wearing?' When she spoke her voice was hesitant.'Uh, Doug, I feel so bad saying this, but can we call tonight off? All that packing kinda killed me dead; I don't think I can manage anything loud.' Click. And about time too.'No problem, Judy. What you.