It’s got a lot of maps in it. You’ll have to look through it.”Betsy found the bag he described. It took her a few minutes to locate the map that...covered the coordinates she’d gotten from her cell phone. She looked over the map carefully.“It’s not too bad,” Betsy said.“What do you mean?”Betsy said, “There’s a highway about twenty-five miles south of us. The nearest town appears to be thirty-five miles east of us. I could probably reach the highway in about six hours. I could reach the town in. He motioned to the guys to let me go. He gave a cloth for me to clean myself up with. He said some mumbo shit and pointed to my heart. After I cleaned up, he surprised me and hugged me and stepped back. They all waived goodbye and walked away. These were certainly the weirdest people id ever met but they did save my life. I watched as they walked into the cold descending sun. I turned around and went toward the door. The pilot should be returning first thing in the morning.CHAPTER. When we went in she introduced me to her sister Amy and grilled a couple of steaks. After we ate, I helped clean up the kitchen and we talked some more. She moved behind me and pressed her tits into my back. "Time for dessert" and she reached down and unzipped my pants. She led me to her room and sat me down on the edge of the bed. By this time my cock was straining to be free. She undid my belt and slid my pants and shorts down around my ankles. With no hesitation her mouth plunged down on my. I made it up close to the side of the house without triggering an alert and considered myself fortunate and resolved not to be even more foolish than usual.My gift doesn't work through snow or dirt. Probably because both are not exactly large substantial entities of lasting duration, they're both composed of huge amounts of tiny groups of things. That's one reason why I've never been able to find my mother's grave. I could be standing on top of her, but the soil above her has far too little.