”“Do you have any idea where one of theses caves might be?”“No, I don’t. However, there are more legends that say there are records that giv... the location of these caves. One of the sites for the records is reputed to be at a place called Fort Benning. That was a military post about 60 miles north of here.”“Wonderful! There was a Ft. Benning in my world, and I have been there many times. If I could get there, I might be able to find the record. Is there an easy way to travel, or will I have to. I left a driveway with parking for one car beside the house and one more behind it.The very first delivery I spent time waiting for was the used railroad cross ties. I figured it pretty close, so I only had one full and one partial cross tie left over. After they arrived, it took me almost all of two days to get them spiked down. It was late winter early spring, but I still sweated a gallon a day. Trust me driving long spikes into asphalt sounds easier than it was.The dirt came in and was. .. again. We were all just too tired. We fell asleep cuddled together like we had not been for over a week.Saturday morning was a different case, entirely. Wendy and I both awoke to the sensations of having our most intimate parts licked and fondled. Melody was between my legs and Lissa was between Wendy’s. I was a little worried because I wasn’t sure Lissa and Wendy had been that intimate before, but Wendy took my hand and kissed it, tilting her head toward me and smiling dreamily. For both of. At some point, Cheryl had removed her clothes and her white skin shone brightly in the full moonlight. Cheryl pulled away and lay back with her hands spread. Her belly button was a small round dark spot in the middle of a perfect stomach. Marcia leaned forward and lightly kissed Cheryl’s belly button. Her tongue darted out and briefly into that pretty hole. The taste of sweat filled Marcia’s tongue. She drew her tongue further down that lithe body. Soon Marcia could smell the musky scent of.