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As we watched our parents bicycle away Sam commented “Three days. That old fart over there can't watch us 24/7, this is going to be fun!” But, over breakfast we decided that being without adult chaperons for three days wouldn't be any different than with them. There was still nothing to do except swim, canoe, fish or hike. We were three restless teenagers bonded by isolation and boredom. It was just after noon and we were sitting by the lake throwing rocks at little fish when Clark asked me for the whiskey. “If you get it, I'll let you and Sam try it too” he conceded. That may have been the best offer I would ever get for the bottle so I answered “Okay, I'll be right back.” “No, I'll go with you.” His reply made me suspicious “Why, you want to steal it?” “No dummy, if you bring it here the old man might see us with it.” Sam spoke up “I'm coming too.” I led my brotherly entourage to the rotted log, retrieved the whiskey then handed it to Clark. He and Sam examined it carefully for a few seconds then Clark made a big deal out of breaking the seal with his thumbnail then twisted off the cap. He put the open bottle to his nose and inhaled deeply; his eyes watered and he almost sneezed when the overload of alcohol fumes assailed his nostrils. Sam and I were watching intently and both of us tittered nervously when Clark recoiled. Most were merely Big boobs a nod of recognition as they passed by on the street whereas blondes some were familiar enough to stop and chat. "Well I'm glad you called us, I've seen how your team deals with threats. It was actually much more inviting than I think I'm capable of describing. I stretch my arms open wide as Clay came back into the sleeper. You; The booty women are just peeing, nothing more. She opened her wardrobe and picked a tight red top and short black skirt and pulled them on. Audrey looked into her son's eyes from only inches away and hopped that she would not come to regret this. 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