I'd like to do a long trip like that at least once." It won't hurt for you to have another year of riding practice before we did something like that,"...he grinned. "But yeah, I'd like to take a long one with you another year, too. Maybe Sturgis, or maybe somewhere else if we go with Kevin and Emily."Bradford lies only a few miles north of the Indiana state line, and the interchange for the Indiana Turnpike is not very far south of it. In only a few minutes they were off of I-67 and heading down. I get to five-Mississippi before her hand glides silently from her lap to my thigh. In the otherwise arctic conditions of the climate-controlled cabin her fingers feel very warm, and I have to remember to force myself to breathe naturally....six-Mississippi... seven-Mississippi...The hand moves from my thigh down to my crotch where again, it just rests lightly. I’m perspiring a little more now. Guinevere still hasn’t said a word, hasn’t even acknowledged what’s going. Was he going to abandon her? She kept running the words Altar and Sacrifice through her head, and it was not helping her at all. Then, the truck stopped. The bouncing was gone, and it was quiet again. Panic hit home like a brick. Was this it?The panic caused her to void uncontrollably a second time. The hot golden juices flowed and flowed, she was well soaked in her own pee. The latex suit and the wrappings were so tight that there was no place for the pee to puddle; instead it had now filled. " They both walk hand in hand into the hotel bathroom which is a spa-like shower stall. Shawn starts the shower, making sure it's just right before letting Maddie come in. She joins him in the shower. She grabs the shower gel, and pours two dabs in the washcloth. Maddie then washes Shawn, getting him all nice and clean. Shawn grabs the shampoo and puts some in her hair, washing her hair plus giving her a nice head massage as well. Now, it's Shawn's turn to wash Maddie. He washes her gently,.