1. In The Beginning Chapters 8,9,10,11 & 12


    Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Female Teens, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 100, Source: sexstories.com

    the expanse of water that is the Bay of Fundy but to view the Atlantic Ocean they need to cross the peninsula of Nova Scotia. By the way a crow flies it's about 50 miles but by highway closer to seventy. Mike is of the opinion it is only about thirty five. He's in for a surprise. Early Sunday morning they pass through the gate and head for the unpainted rough looking Dodge power wagon. Mike unlocks it and they unload their jacket pockets of hard boiled eggs, buns and link sausages from breakfast. They are planning to stop for a picnic by the ocean. "Too bad we couldn't bring coffee but I couldn't think of any way to hide it coming out the gate." Jackie is placing more foil wrapped sausages with their haul. Mike offers, "I'm not sure they would have stopped us with food but I guess it's better to do it this way and not argue." "We can wrap it in your jacket, Jack." Bev puts everything together in his jacket and rolls it up. "See, it works good." Mike's behind the wheel studying the gauges as he turns the engine over. It starts easy and he notes he has about half a tank of gas, if that gauge is working. He's calculating about 70 miles overall and a tank should give him at least two hundred miles if it's twenty gallons so he should be alright but it might pay to watch that gauge. He looks back to make sure everyone is aboard and the doors are closed. "I guess we're ready. I've got that map from the library so we will head for Annapolis Royal first and watch for Highway 8 just ...
    before we get there. That should take us right over to Liverpool and the ocean." "How far is it, Mike," asks Bev. "About an inch." he smirks. They all cackle at that then he says, "I think about thirty five miles or so. Not too bad for a Sunday outing." They pull out on the highway heading northeast on Number One. Mike cautions, "It's only about four and a half miles to the turn so everyone watch for Highway 8." He guns the motor and shifts gears. It lugs a bit but picks up quickly. He thinks he has to try shifting the transfer case on the fly. He's still in low range. Next shift he shifts to high range instead of going up into third and then regrets it. He thinks how am I going to shift into third and fourth if I'm in high range. Alternately how am I going to downshift to low range now I'm in high? He studies the terrain and on a slight downgrade shifts into third high. Whew, that worked and he's over thirty mph now. He guns it and gets nearly to forty without a dip in the road. The engine is racing so he has to shift again. He's not sure he is going fast enough for fourth high so he prepares to downshift fast if it won't take it. He shifts and it nearly stalls. "Damn!" he curses as he guns it with the clutch shoved in and down shifts the transfer gear. He eases the clutch and it hasn't slowed enough to stall in fourth low so it lugs and stutters but picks up and rolls up to nearly 50 mph. He breaths a sigh of relief. "Is that our turn?" asks Jack pointing ahead. "That's just ...
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