I woke up again to find myself in a fairly large set of rooms and apparently the sole occupant thereof because when I got up out of bed and looked aro...nd, there was only the bedroom I woke up in and the rest of the small suite was unoccupied and designed for just one person. In looking around the suite the second time, I find a piece of 8.5" x 11" paper stuck on the door of the small fridge in the kitchenette. On it is delineated a schedule I'm apparently to be prepared to keep for the upcoming. She had planned a nice sunny day for us to have a picinic and to have some conversation. She looked so beautiful that afternoon, she was wearing a yellow dress that complimented her silky blonde hair which was tied up with a white ribbon. She was also wearing white nylons with white heels that had tiny yellow bows on the back of them. I was so impressed of her wonderful looks that I needed to tell her often about it. After awhile of driving and talking we finally made to our spot that I use to. She stoking my rigid cock and it felt so good. She paid a lot of attention to the head, rubbing it in slow circular motions. At one point she held the shaft in one hand and ran the palm of her other hand over the head of my cock. I almost shot my load from that move. She must have sensed that because she stopped just in time. She snaked her way down my frame until her tiny tits were even with my cock. She squeezed her breasts together creating more cleavage than god gave her. She proceeded to. He seemed to be looking at her moist breasts and full thighs, not at her poker face."... and yew get outta the car!" Yessir", I said in a low voice. I wanted to make it clear that I was compliant without openly kissing his ass."Git yer hands on the side!" I spread-eagled demurely and he patted me down quickly. There wasn't much I could have concealed. Then he went through my wallet and thoroughly inspected the contents.Fortunately I'd learned long ago never to carry anything there. But I did.