Relaxed ... around you.”“And Danny too,” I reminded her.“That’s different,” she said. “Danny is safe.”“I’m not?” I asked.“Not ...hen you look at me like you just were,” she said.“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.“It means you looked at me like a man ... and not my little brother,” she said.“Well, you are a woman,” I said, defending myself, “and not just my big sister.”She looked at me, her gaze level. She was still a little pink around her neck.“I can’t help but think that part of your .... "This is simply wonderful work Carl, and all by the same man." He agreed, then as night fell they retired to the tent and a closer examination of the items they found. They stayed there for another month, digging in the hard dirt, then had to come home. Deep in his luggage was the icon. Carl, as always, slept on the plane, but Matthew was edgy and tense, unable to dismiss the icon from his mind. The flight was long, and he was exhausted when they landed.I fell into bed, the time change had. My vagina hurt, my butt hurt and my throat was sore. I was no rocket scientist, but I quickly realized that it was pretty likely that I had been ****d last night, and by more than one guy.I found the bathroom and went in and stared at myself in the mirror. There was flaky dried cum all over my face and body and my long blonde hair was encrusted with it.I suddenly felt sick to my stomach and I rushed to the toilet and lifted the seat and threw up for several minutes. When I finally stopped and. Shower it was. It looked amazing. Rainfall showerhead and side jets. I turned on everything I could and waited for the steam to rise.I'd brought my own toiletries, but they were abandoned in favour of the high end Molton Brown shower gel collection Mrs J kept the bathroom stocked with. I was going to smell amazing. I stepped into the heat with a blissful sigh, moaning as the jets got to work on my tight muscles. I was a yoga aficionado and I'd worked myself extra hard at my morning class.