I turned the seat back and forth as I waited. Looking around the room at all the gear hanging on the walls, I missed Mr. Austin’s eyes on my legs. ...hen I did notice, my heart just stopped. No really, it stopped. I drew a quick breath and nearly fainted. The shorts hung loosely around my thighs and he was getting a peek at my panties I was sure. Well, that was what I wanted, he was looking at me. I had to remember to breathe. If he wanted to look, well, I would let him. I innocently pulled one. "So I guess we need to get to the fish camp," I suggested. It was half an hour later that we found ourselves in the sandy parking area in front of the residential looking building."Looks like he is expanding," I said pointing out the foundation holes a few feet from the fish camp building.There was no one around, so I called Miss Sadie. "Miss Sadie your nephew isn't here." Yes I know. He said to go on in and pick out a room. There are no other guests yet. The fishermen won't be in till Friday. " That is unbelievable," said Judy. "Does this imply we can actively control muscle groups?" I'm not sure how much control, or which groups, we can affect. We've learned that our labia now have muscles in them which we have limited control over. It works well for responding to caresses. Tightening them will likely protect our lower mouth more than before. Since rubbing them is stimulating, tightening them around a cock or dildo adds to the intensity." I think, we should save this discussion for. It contained hundreds of files. I picked out a file at random that read "CASE #3407895/MS.BDS/PAYMENT15OF19" and I clicked on it. For a moment the screen went completely dark and I was afraid that I had been denied access for some reason. But after a few moments a picture filled the entire screen. It was a picture of the inside of a very expensive and lavishly furnished room of some sort. It looked like a den.I gazed at the screen wondering what it meant and then I heard a door open. I looked.