It won’t be easy to get into, though.”“Where?” Gene repeated.Bridgewater looked at him with steel in his eyes, “We have to take back the Cam...ridge.”Logan was cold, shivering, his fingers already feeling thick and weak. He’d been crawling for at least an hour or two, though there was no easy way to track time in the dark passages lit only by his flashlight. He’d made a wrong turn twice and had to backtrack after consulting the hand-drawn map of the system. It was much easier to get lost than it. Hoping that I had got the hint I replied."Yeah. I really was enjoying the taste and feel of this beautiful pussy. I was just wondering what other tricks this little vixen can teach me. I do have an idea though. You could at least come into the room, drop that bag and watch. No need to feel left out."Jarin needed no other invitation. He rapidly walked into the room. As he passed, he dropped the duffel bag he had been holding on the end of the sofa. Once he was into a position he was happy with. But he got stuck there due to an international travel ban. Reema was alone at her home with her son, Chintu.They also had a full-time servant named Raja. Raja was a 20-year-old chap from Uttar Pradesh. He was a simple boy and would do all the work around the house like cooking, cleaning, washing, etc. Just before the lockdown was implemented, Reema had dropped her son at her mother’s place for his vacations. Her son could not come back due to travel restrictions. They were staying. In contrast to the liberal, open-mindedness of the West Coast, they were entering a church-going, family-oriented community that they had, since leaving, not missed for a minute. They were staying first with a family that lived pretty close to their old house, and reuniting with them was all too familiar in a strange kind of way. The three Kierney boys were close friends with James and his brother from pre-school on through the end of elementary, in fact Mrs. Kierney watched them after school.