We could always tell when they were asleep because they both snore rather loudly.I was asleep but she crawled in bed with me and shook me until I woke...up. Then she gave me a minute to gather my wits about me.Jill said, “Billy says that you want to fuck Greta. Is that right?”I said, “Sure! After all he’s fucking you and I’m not getting any.”Jill laughed, “Billy’s not getting as much as he lets on.”I asked, “What do you mean. He gets to fuck you every day after school. I’ve heard him in. In exchange, his rather large gambling debt was forgotten. Her husband and Lord had introduced her to the world of sex by roughly shoving his aged cock into her womanhood four times before collapsing on her with a grunt. She had cried herself to sleep that night, vowing that she would have a real lover to satisfy her girlhood fantasies. She had lived up to that vow with every servant and stable hand that had been willing to fill her with his rod, and in every way imaginable. In the end, after. "One. Survival. Two. Link up with Kristina. Three. Get yourbody back."I took a sip of the diet coke that had accompanied my meal. "Assets?" I looked over at the backpack, "Three days' worth of clothes." I thensurveyed my computer and phone, "Decent comms." Inside Kristina'spurse were credit cards and an ATM card. "Adequate funds."I paused to spend a few seconds eating and then returned to myplanning. "Liabilities. Any use of comms or electronic funds risksexposure." Then I looked. Lacy stepped onto the bent grass trail and followed it to the open side of the dilapidated shed like structure. Something was covered by an old rotten, tattered canvas. Lacy waited for Eddie and I to catch up and stand beside her. Then she reached over and flipped the canvas back. She did it in such a way that I expected her to say ... Ta Da! ... But she didn’t, she was however, expecting a reaction.Under the tarp was an old Volkswagen van. A window was cracked and it was filthy. I couldn’t see.