Little Toliver, given the way he was tenting the covers, thought that was a very good idea but my big head was pretty sure it wasn't. At least she was...'t naked; unfortunately, I was."Ah, Keelin. Kee, honey," I whispered shaking her gently."Sorry," she mumbled groggily. "I didn't want to wake you." She must have had been there for a while and been deep asleep. At least I assumed she was still asleep since she did exactly what I'd feared and rolled even more on top of me pinning Mr.. I knew that I was completely in love with Sara, but the thought of watching her with this huge man was stronger than any other feelings I had ever experienced. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted her to make him happy and I wanted them to make me happy! Sara tilted her head upwards in seeming search of a kiss. Her customer moved his head towards hers; his lips parted and moist as they embraced with tongues entwined.Sara knew her job well. Her hand slipped, almost casually to the mans groin and I. By the time they got back dinner was well under way; Karin and Nanci and some of the boatmen were working hard on it. Without thinking too much about it, she looked around for Crystal, and didn't see her. "Any idea where Crystal is?" she asked Karin."I think that's her with Noah up at the granaries," Karin replied with a nod.Scooter glanced up to see two figures sitting on the ledge far above the river. "Might be," she replied. "Guess they have things to talk about, after all. Karin, did I ever. She almost shouted in frustration.The sounds had died down from the blond’s bunk. Amy gave up trying to achieve her own satisfaction. Her nerves were on edge. She couldn’t sleep. Her thoughts turned to Margaret. Where was she? Was she in a cell like hers? Was she ok? Why did Margaret think that joining the demonstration would be fun? Why did Amy joyously join in? Fuck! Fuck! She was truly fucked. Would anyone believe her explanation? More to the point, was there anyone in this prison that could.