It was still awfully shallow all the way to the entrance to Grand Traverse. Then it got interesting.From the air we could see where the shore lines ..... yes shore lines ... had been in years gone by. From ridges in the water to beach shelving inland along the shore, it was easy to see the lake had been much higher. We flew them too, though I doubt anyone will care.It was getting late. We were tired and the SNJ was tired. Even Piper was tired and she'd been asleep behind the rear seat for eight. Another finger quickly joined the first as she started to pump Claire's pussy with her fingers as she had done to herself on numerous occasions. John continued the steady strokes into Julie's pussy enjoying the tightness and then pushed his finger to probe her ass. Julie could not move to tell him she was a virgin there because Claire had a death grip on her head, pulling her mouth tight into her pussy keeping her clamped in that position. Julie felt John's finger push steadily into her. Luckily I'd thought to set my own to silent."WHERE are YOU?" was her message.I smiled into my glass as I took another sip, watching the bar rapidly fill to over flowing. The lunchtime crowd obviously appreciating the swift service of the snacks and stuff they served. Rosie was tucking in too, so I gave her time to eat. Seeing she had finished, and my own glass was empty, I made my way unseen by her to the bar, my finger touching the precious button just as I squeezed between her and her. Are you challenging my memory now, slut?” I asked in a lower voice.“How many, Master,” Cherry asked in almost a whisper, our public etiquette for form of address momentarily forgotten.“How many do you think it should be?” I answered her question with one of my own.“It depends on what you use though, Sir,” Cherry admitted. She must have been recovering her sense of self after being knocked off guard by my initial question even though she had begun looking at the floor instead of at me.“So you.