May 24th, 2010 | 
Author: A lot has happened since that fateful hunting trip. I turned 16 and got a pickup truck as a gift, Uncle Fred and Dad bought it for me. I don't get invited to go to Pittsburg anymore. I got a girlfriend, her name is Kate, she and I date now and then. I have tried several times to get her to blow me, but she won't even give me a handjob. I thought a lot about Wanita and I decided that I would venture up to Pittsburg on my own and do a little fishing. Mom insisted that I could not go alone, so I had to take Susan with me. Susan is my younger Sister, she is a really nice kid, but she and I have very little in common. She is an athlete, I like to read, She has a lot of friends, I am a loner. Anyhow, she is 15 and she wants to go to the cabin because she has not been there since she was 6 years old.
We drove the long trip and listened to my Pink Floyd tape. Susan is into Vanilla Ice, I like old time rock, THE WALL is real music. We got to the cabin at about 9:00 pm and unloaded the truck. I got the fire started and Susan dedided she wanted to make popcorn in the old basket popper over the fire in the woodstove. After the popcorn, we headed off to bed.
I got up at about 7:00 and got my fishing gear together. Susan woke up and insisted on joining me. We headed out to the lake and fished from the shore. Susan is much better at fishing than I am and she caught two good size trout. As we headed back I saw a familiar face standing by the big rock. It was noneother than Wanita. She recognized me right away and said "Hello Shawn, I thought there was someone at the cabin last night, is your father here too?" She was so pretty, just like the vision I have of her every night as I jerk off thinking about that special afternoon at the cabin. I answered her after a slight delay "NNo, it's just us, me and Susan"
"Oh, is Susan your girl?" I looked at Susan and then answered her "Oh, no, she's my little sister, Susan, this is Wanita, she lives near here, she's an Indian" Susan looked at me strange and then held her hand out to greet Wanita, "Hi, nice to meet you. I can tell she's an Indian Shawn, it's obvious!" Wanita smiled and told us that she was out for her morning walk and that maybe later she would stop by the cabin and see us. Susan said "That would be nice, I have a lot of questions about Indians maybe you could answer for me?" Wanita smiled and nodded "Of course, I can tell you much about the Indian way of life"
We said our goodbyes and went back to the cabin. Susan asked me all kinds of questions abouthow I knew this woman and why she asked about Dad. I made up a good story, I think she bought it.
The next morning Susan and I went swimming, the water was cold, but we enjoyed ourselves. Susan was wearing a tee shirt and cut off jeans, this
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