-Jacey- We stopped before nightfall, as even the conservation officer wasn’t stupid enough to go zipping around the lake without the aid of daylight. Ironically, we ended up at our old campground. It was empty now, but at least there was the fire pit where Girard started a fire. “I’d suggest getti
Girard just looked at us, his eyebrows now hitting his hairline. “You really did knock up your sister.” Caleb sighed but did not bother to correct them this time. He seemed to relax a little as I rubbed his back. “Your parents must be so proud,” Jacob wheezed. “Yeah. Extremely,” Caleb deadpanned.
“So you can run off? No, don’t think so. I’ll take Jacey up to the outhouse,” Jacob replied with a lascivious wink in my direction. I wished right then I didn’t have a bladder. “Maybe I can hold it?” I murmured, though there was an edge of desperation to my tone. I’d already held it too long. Cale
-Caleb- The small seaplane touched down on a small lake then taxied to a dock hidden by overhanging trees. Jacey leaned against me, pretending to sleep. I knew she was pretending because of the way she was breathing, but honestly, it was for the best. I didn’t trust Jacob or Girard as far as I cou
“You like it a little rough?” I asked cautiously. With a swallow, Jacey responded, “You want to give it to me a little rough?” “This time… yeah. But I won’t if you don’t like it,” I said quickly. Jacey kissed me then kissed along my earlobe. “A little rough is okay.” I rolled Jacey underneath me
-Jacey- Once the men were gone, I heard someone hobble toward my tent. I pulled the covers closer around myself as the flap zipped open. “Brought you some clothes, baby girl,” Stumpy, or at least I assumed it was Stumpy, said. “By the sounds of last night, you’re gonna need to go for a swim. So I
My stomach turned. “Look, Caleb is my one and only. And that’s how it’s going to stay.” Stumpy blinked at me. “You mean to tell me that boy’s been hogging that body of yours since you became legal?” Actually, since about the very moment I became legal, but Stumpy didn’t need to know that. My cheek
-Caleb- I didn’t go find Stumpy, even though he was overdue for a punch in the face. I went to find Girard instead. The men had all trundled into the cook tent and were loudly calling to Stumpy for grub. When Stumpy, standing behind the camp range, saw me enter the tent, he was suitably shaken. I