Your shaven mound shining with moisture, you think, "what a dirty girl to get so turned on by this...."You feel my fingers skim up the inside of your ...thighs. They gather the wetness that has coated them...I state, "Oh this turns you on doesn't it my pretty slut?"I smile as you nod your head with a slight whimper. Then with no warning there is a sharp slap against your pussy. You cry out wordlessly as your thighs automatically try to close.Roughly pushing them back apart, I am firmly placing. . I have a hard time admitting to it. It’s not easy, being a gay Christian, let alone a gay Christian camp counselor. I kept telling myself that I was just trying to reach out to the youth for Christ, but the scary, ugly truth is that I wanted some boy ass ... and now I’ve had some. Not even one of the boys from my camp, though that may be for the best. What ... will my fiancee say? She won’t marry me if she finds out,” the thirty something man asked me.“If you’re gay, why do you want to marry. We're having too much fun swapping." There's another alternative," said Jan. "Sandy and I are chucking the birth control. We can play baby roulette with everyone a possible dad, or you guys can put Nancy through her paces while we play nuns." No way!" said Nancy; "I can't handle these three sex maniacs" It's too big a decision to decide now," said Stan, "but if we agree to this baby-making, I'll bet you a hundred bucks, Bob, that I get Jan pregnant first." Make that two hundred," said Bob.Bill. Niall decided to pull out then and send in Swann and his men. It was too late. Steve opened the container door and stepped through. The night exploded into violence.Steve was almost cut in half by a hail of machinegun fire before he was halfway through the door. He was dead before his body crashed to ground. Niall and Bill threw themselves behind a stack of bronze bars and readied their weapons. They couldn't see much so Bill hurled heavy bronze bars at the door until it stood open. Niall.