The area between her legs was warm and he wished they were sharing a hotel room instead of a forest. ‘Ok. Turn around. Now, what are you doing here?...�� ‘I was a lookout.’ ‘What’s your name?’ ‘Riona Mcluskey.’ ‘Well Riona, if you tell me who was here, I won’t shoot you.’ ‘Well in that case, you’re going to have to shoot me.’ ‘Be sensible girl. Do you want to die?’ ‘That’s a daft question.’ ‘You’re very brave.’ ‘No. I’m not. I’m scared.’ He noticed for the first time that tears were coursing down. We'd done our usual big greasy breakfast and more headache remedy and alot of water and coffee. I regaled Bob with the harrowing tale of beingpursued by a swamp creature that wanted to drag me into it's pond thenight before. Despite her pounding head, Bob laughed and laughed at myvideo of the event. She didn't remember much of it, or anything thathappened afterwards.We were on our way home in the truck when I broached the bigger subject."So, Bob. Nice pussy. Cute titties you've got there, too.". His apartment wasn't the most soundproof, so he had the girl's mouths packed with some of the leftover industrial foam. That didn't stop them from trying to call for help, though. They often struggled and banged on their tables, until Matt would come and fill their nostrils with hot pepper sauce, which he conveniently had put inside a nasal spray can. That would always put the brakes on their rebellious spirits, as it burned like hell and made them writhe in pain for a good half hour. After. ..young penises!” Said Lynette while making a shocked face with her eyes bulging out of head while being somewhat impressed and aroused at the same time. Both boys embarrassingly nodded their heads yes and were embarrassed and ashamed of themselves and thought they had done something wrong. By this time fanny was returning to the truck with her candies and sees her daughter standing there frozen while looking at the two boys. She’s asks Lynette what the problem was and Lynette says “LOOK!”.