' Harper winced at the idea, before rolling his eyes in disgust and nodding.'We could have been there in half the time if they knew how to travel.' he...whinged.'Yeah, yeah. Not much further though.'With another nod Harper picked his cape back up and put it on. With his crossbow on the sling around his neck he turned and started climbing down the hill, the river they were to follow visible half a mile ahead.The ravine was worryingly steep and the footing was a choice between muddy and slippery. Fractured hip and maybe femur? Possibly. Tube in my throat? Definitely. Punctured lung? Possibly. If only half this was fact, I was one fucked up cowboy. Who was I? Colin Stewart. Where was I? Vancouver. Okay, relax. Most of your marbles are rolling in the right places."Colin?"It was the lovely soft voice once again. Kayla! I tried to say her name, but it came out something like "Kaaaackkkk." I raised my hand so that at least she knew I could hear her. I felt her soft hand embrace mine and grip. "The touble is, for you, that you really are a pretty nice sort of guy. When you found out that we did know what was going on, you stopped being such a pig and so awful and began to think of us as more than just objects." She snuggled closer to me and smiled. "And what you didn't understand was that we were probably the best two you could have chosen. Val and I have been dreaming of 'doing it' for ages now. She kept on about how she wanted to lose her virginity with an older guy and we both. I try to sit up but you tell me to stay where I am. I do as you say and feel your hand stroke across my arse. As my arse lifts to meet your hand you move away from me, so my arse is lifted up and my pussy is soaking wet. I hear you laughing quietly and I know you can see how wet I am. I lay as I am while I wait to find out what you are going to do next. The waiting is unbearable and every second feels like a minute. I hear the door open and I'm not sure if you have left or not. Suddenly I.