Off we go."Gerry had had time to think while Isobel was being treated. He was going to take her home rather than to her cottage. Then, in the morning,...his mother could keep an eye on her while he and his father collected her car. He told Isobel as he led her back to the car. He was not sure whether she had taken it in.Isobel resumed her position across the brake and fell asleep again. Gerry had to wake her when they arrived home. The lights were all on and as Gerry switched off the engine and. ‘That’s great Tim. Thanks for dinner and the lovely conversation. I’ve enjoyed myself. I’ll just grab my bag and check in, then meet you in the bar if that’s OK?’ She asked as if it were a question, but it was really just announcing her intentions. ‘Sure, I’ll save you a seat.’ We parted with her going to check in, while I headed to the bar. I ordered a Woodford Reserve Bourbon and waited. I was about half finished with my drink when she arrived with a flourish. ‘There that didn’t take long.. After the last one was loaded John climbed out into the wagon, followed by Tom. John quickly climbed into the wagon box and grabbed the man that was threatening to fall out. He jerked him back with enough force to flip him over the seat to join his friends in the back of the wagon.Tom lightly dropped over the side of the wagon and started walking to the front. John picked up Tom's knife from the floor of the wagon box. After making a low bird whistle of the night-bird John pitched the knife.. ‘I’ll get those,’ he said, and pulled Sara’s hand to bring her closer to the bed. Getting on his knees he slid his hands in the back of her underwear, allowing his hot breath to touch her nipples as he leaned over to bring her panties to the floor, exposing her soft pubic hair. She was almost begging him to lick her breasts as his tongue finally flicked her skin. In an instant Sara felt as if her skin was electric, intensely sensitive. One hand rested on John’s shoulders, the other on the back.