Not having to wear carry their backpacks further lightened the load they were carrying.A mile is not a long distance, but it can seem like it is. A pe...son can comfortably walk four miles an hour. That would make a mile’s trip, just a quick fifteen minutes. Unable to see his feet, Mike and JJ were forced to a pace that was just barely a mile per hour. It took them nearly fifty minutes to reach the wagon.Once there, Mike said, “Let’s get all of the blankets together and put them in the back of. "Wow. Thanks for the mental image, Pierre." Come on. Pleeeease," Pierre said, balling his hands into tight fists,begging like a petulant child. "You gotta help me get out of there. Ipromise - I won't be nasty to you for the rest of the night if you saysomething nice about me the next time you talk to your boss. Cross myheart." You shouldn't be nasty to me anyway, Pierre. Connie's not paying you tomouth off."They stood in silence for a minute, Pierre with an expectant lookslapped across his. I had ordered a fish dinner for us and I asked her how many face fucking had she had and she said " that that was her first." I asked how she liked it, and she said " she felt like I had just raped her" and I said "that was the point." I put my hand between her legs and picked her up and felt her ass and panties. I whistled and said " can she wait" and She said "just barely," We finished eating and I said " I would get a cab and pay the check and get her a cab" and I would call her when to meet. I was weighed down by shopping, even with my new limbs, and feeling a little worn down. Mum guided me to a coffee shop for a break. Alice followed with a look of distaste on her face, she hated coffee. Even the smell drove her mad. Mum took her aside, handed her something, and she ran off."What was that about?" I asked."Oh I just gave her some money so she can go and get herself some new makeup while we have a nice coffee. Knowing her and choosing colours, we will be finished long before she.