My hand had found her inner thigh and I was rubbing it gently as well. She smiled at me and suggested that I unzip my pants. I slowed the car down a...little, balanced the wheel with my knee and unzipped. My cock shooting out of my pants like a comical jack in the box. BOING! Surprise! She looked at my shaved cock and she took her small hand and tightly grabbed hold of it. Not stroking yet but just holding it so tightly. It was erotic and I could feel it it throbbing in her hand with each. Even if asWildfire, you could break in, there is a small tactical nuke that yourDad invented long before anyone else. No one was ever meant to see this,unless you allowed it. If we can't get you back, then it's all done."I told her, "I don't know what to try. We've gone over everything. But,one thing comes to mind. There are a couple of features that are uniquein Wildfire to each of us. I don't know if it's beyond a chance thatmaybe my eyes will be the same." I instantly triggered the. That finished him, and I had to admit that I was very glad of it. There was a single tree close behind me, and, stepping within its shade, I leaned against it, wiping the perspiration from my face, the day was hot, and the exertion and excitement left me a little exhausted.Martreen is a wonder. Each day that we were together brought new proof of it. Not only was it her courage or vitality that amazed me. She had a head on those shapely shoulders of hers, and dignity! My, but she could be. I gave the girls about 15 minutes to work on breaking bones before I called 911. I left a Hornets business card with each girl and scattered a few others about for the cops to find. Dad had okayed it, so I gave the girls the cellphone number to call if they were harassed by this gang or any other, but I cautioned them not to give the number to the cops or anybody else. We were completely safe until the first time the number was called, and I had a plan for dealing with that when the time.