There was blood and cum and some shit on his cock and he yelled at me ?now look what the fuck you did, clean off my goddamn cock!? and he had me get a...washcloth and wet it and then get on my knees and clean off his still semi-erect cock. I then was able to wipe myself as clean as I could, but still felt my asshole gaping and oozing his huge load of cum. I felt violated and disgusting. Before he allowed me to leave, he made me give him my driver?s license and he wrote down my address which was. "She took pictures." I was near tears. "What if she shows Jennie?" I paused. "Or John?" "She will delete them if you ask." I hugged her. My heart was pounding, and not just because of my fear. I was almost naked, hugging my nearly naked friend, and was aware of her attraction to me as never before. She held me, soft crooning little wordless murmurs of comfort, and stroked my hair and neck, my back. She kissed me softly on the side of the neck, then partially released me so we could look each. " Amy, the thing I like about you best is when you give me a heartfelt thanks for doing something that I was dying to do anyway. You are so welcome."Amy smiled. "If I'd had any idea what a wicked lover you were, I'd have k**napped you from Lisa and never let you go. How did I get so lucky?" I ask myself that every day."Amy's eyes latched on to mine and went deep again. She found what she wanted, for I saw a smile turn up the corners of her lips."You really do," she wondered. We looked into each. We can leave the back seat in the barge while we are gone," I suggested.I waited while Wilson finished designing the small wash station. "We should have gone down and dug a bucket of that dirt to see what the rock content was," he said."Yeah we probably should have," I said."Oh well it's all or nothing," Wilson said. He was like me there was almost no investment. If we found any gold it would be so damn cool, if not there wouldn't be any real loss. Our real business was still moving right.