Sarah put an arm around my back under the blanket and leaned closer. I was feeling more than just the warmth of her body now. I was becoming hot with ...rousal. We listened, well, pretended to listen to Christine tell her story. Just a few moments after she started, I felt Sarah’s other hand slide onto my thigh. I know she could feel my body shake a bit. I didn’t move her hand. Christine’s voice now seemed so far away as she continued to tell her story. I was concentrating on Sarah and what she. "Burning every bridge that I cross to find some beautiful place to getlost..." And when the land cuts off in a glorious horizon, a dazzling view offaraway autumn forest, no cars for millions of miles (it seems) the carfinally stops. Before us, a small house, cottage really, made of stone. The sun is rising as you gently wrap me up in the sheet again, pulling mewith some force out of the car. I am taking in the scene and wondering ifI maybe died in my sleep...or maybe I am still. I decided to add to the intensity of the scene and commenced wriggling my backside as I writhed beneath him.“Fuck yeah,” Lukas exclaimed excitedly, “I like a lively bitch.”As the ‘ground and pound’ routine neared its conclusion, Lukas stabbed harder and harder before finally unleashing his spunk into me. I had never enjoyed a more gratifying exhaustion in my life.When Lukas arose I just lay there catching my breath. After finally turning around, I began to make my thank you speech before my. “There is a man looking for the Captain of the ship. First Lady Taylor is talking with the man.”Iceman parked his ship next to Cub Two in front of the Patricia, “Where are they at Patricia.”“In my Control Room.”“Thank you, Patricia.” Iceman reached into his pocket and pulled out the phasor that John had given him. He went to the entrance into Patricia, up the stairs, down the hall to the control room. He took one look and decided all was well. He checked to make sure the phasor was off and put.