I looked beyond them to my long smooth legs and flatstomach. I jumped off the bed as if it was a hot flame only to landwith my now long lustrous black... hair falling across my face. I stood upand brushed the hair from my eyes. I looked myself over in completedisbelief.In an effort to establish some continuity with reality, I looked aroundthe room. My pack was on the floor where I'd left it, but nothing elseremained of me or the clothing I'd been wearing. At least with the packstill there I knew I. My tongue probed your mouth. I caressed your hair. You looked into my eyes and could see an impish grin. Something was about to happen. It always did when I got that look. Your sundress slowly slipped to the sand. I smiled. You knew I untied the straps. You also knew I appreciated the perfection before me. I stepped back and pulled off my shirt and my shorts. We were the only people in the universe. We were primal. We were in love. You could see my passion mounting as I stood before you. I. I insisted that Big Wolf get some of the credit, but Big Wolf already had a high status among the girls in his age group, so he did not care. Even one more girl friend would have been more than he could handle.Big Wolf was over 14 and well into puberty. He fucked at least once every day and often twice a day. The girls loved his larger than usual cock. This was the common practice for anybody who had reached puberty. Every child was valuable, so if one of the unmarried girls had a baby, nobody. Aren't youfeeling all loved up and amorous? Sucked in by all the majesty andpageantry of it? And you're looking fucking gorgeous. All that effortwith the make-up and your plastic looking hairdo. Are you really goingto waste that by going home alone and wiping your face off in yourflannelette pjs?" Aren't you the pragmatist? So I suppose you're really doing me afavour by throwing me a bone. Because that's precisely why I'm lookingso pretty. Just so you'll want me!" I'm not mad. I just want.