I watched her with great interest as she collected my clothes and sat a pair of lacy panties on the edge of the sink."How are you doing?" she asked."A..., almost done. Where are you going with my pants?" You won't need them for a while. Come out when you're ready." She left.I checked everywhere for hairs before giving up, getting out of the slippery water, and drying thoroughly. It took a little longer to dry my hair. But then I knew I was procrastinating.I had to look at the panties for quite a. Her victim’s shirt was ruined, which was too bad, thought Danka, because it looked expensive. However, the man’s boots and trousers were intact, so she pulled them off the corpse. The boy’s peasant vest and shoes were lying on the ground, which she took, as well as the rope used to bind his hands. Best of all, the man had an expensive dagger and a coin purse containing three silver and seven copper coins. She pulled the crossbow bolt from his corpse. It was broken and useless, but she did not. Everyone would be carrying a full pack and combat load. The ground sled would only be able to move 10 at a time due to being loaded with additional supplies.The first three days we just walked as a group and found our natural pace of 30 miles a day. On the fourth day Victor split his team in half and took the Feelahs with the first jump. The second jump took the rest of his team and six of the kids. The third fourth fifth and sixth jumps took 10 or 11 kids each turn. So we could move the entire. “Your hand is shaking, Jo. Are you ok?”“Yes I’m fine but its been so long since I was with a man and I am so excited at being with you and seeing what’s in here.”She then unzipped me and pulled my trousers down, leaving me in just my boxers. She knelt down and stared at the big bulge.“Oh my god, it’s huge.” She said as she looked up at me.“It's not that big; there are men with much bigger.”“I might struggle with this one.”“You’ll easily take it, Jo. Take my boxers off.”She hooked her fingers.