The rest of the drive was pretty mundane, Courtney really seemed preoccupied. We finally pulled into her drive way about three o’clock that afternoo.... I took my bag from the trunk and tossed it in the back of my truck. I grabbed Courtney’s bag and followed her into the house. We found her parents sitting on the back patio having drinks.“Hey, there they are. How was the weekend you two?” Mr. Timmons asked.“We had a nice time. Thank you for letting us go sir.” I replied.“You’re quite welcome.” he. Unfortunately, the die was cast and along the way an awful lot of human beings were going to be touched by the reality of Japanese brutality. She did her best to stay out of the limelight and watched the little games taking place as the captors slowly broke the distraught females of their hope and their very spirit.One of the tricks was to have the females all use small pails to rid their bodies of their waste and water. Of course, the pails were all out on the deck in the full view of all of. Moving her hips forward, and taking hold of my wrist, she guided my finger again to her treasure, her very wet, very warm entrance. Her pussy lips were so soft!My finger gently entered her pussy which elicited a soft moan from her mouth. I began curling my finger in and out of her wet, cunt! When I got my finger inside her to the second knuckle, her breath quickened, and her pussy clamped down on my finger. “Oh, baby! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”I, of course, kept slowly moving that finger. The walls were lined with mineral displays of exceptional quality. He walked along one wall and stopped in front of a sample. He asked, “Did you get this from Wood Chop Mesa?’The woman turned around and looked at the sample Ed was pointing to. Surprised that he knew where the sample came from, she said, “Yes, I got that last summer. I haven’t been able to identify it yet, though.”“It’s Phillipsite,” replied Ed. He looked at the sample and noted that it was a fairly good specimen.She countered,.