could make, Blonde. I was looking at the wrong month when I told Anne the dates for our trip. I didn't realize my error until last week and spoke up." I politely commiserated. "Try to explain that to those rubes, though. They oversimplify everything. That's why my uncle can get so fed up with them. They think I am so green because I am the youngest there. They're the ones who are ignorant. Hell, I have a college degree." I asked him if his degree was in agriculture or animal husbandry and why he was employed that way. "No, I majored in business administration. I had a job in town that paid good bucks but I couldn't cut working indoors all day. I thought about offering to help your uncle with his software before you arrived, but I was afraid he would trap me in his stuffy study all day." I acknowledged his point.

The wheels of my mind turning, I steered the subject back to his girlfriend and inquired as much about the intimacy of their relationship as I dared: the jocular confidences among guys sort of tone. "Hell, we were planning on having hot times. We both love to surf the porno sites on the Internet. I had hoped we could try out some of the positions that turned us both on. We even have a trade-off agreement. She will allow me to look at the lesbian pics if I allow her to surf some of the gay sites." I liked the turn this conversation was taking. "Rumors fly about gays getting it on in the forest. She was hoping maybe we might meet up with some and they would let her watch. I think that would have been a stretch but I have to admit, those dudes look like they're having a pretty good time in the pics on those sites."

"Easy, Blonde" I contemplated. I was especially encouraged by his inclination to not refer to gay sex in a derogatory manner. "You are near a kill", I thought. "Don't blow it now. Take great care in the choice of your words and body language." By now, my sex organs were buzzing and swollen. I had one leg horizontally crossed over the other to create the illusion that the tent in the front of my hiking shorts was propped by the way I was seated in the vehicle. I deemed it safe to take my boldest tack yet. "Jeez, for a good casual way to get your rocks knocked off, I never thought there was anything wrong with getting your dick sucked by another guy. I mean you know what they say, no one eats pussy like another woman and no one sucks cock like another guy. The folks who can do it best are the ones who know what they like for themselves."

"You know, I will be honest with you Blonde, what you say makes a lot of sense. If it weren't for the way tongues wag in these parts, I suppose I would no longer be a virgin in that sense. I mean where guys are concerned." I LOVED the way he expressed this confidence. The proposition had to be now or never.

My pulse was racing and I struggled to conduct myself in a nonchalant matter-of-fact disposition. "Oh that wouldn't be a problem. No one would ever know how you enjoyed yourself on this trip." By now, from the corner of my eye I had glimpsed the delectable long fat beast snaking down his right