“Exactly. Which also means that you cannot help me with this, my love.”“Why? I went into the Soul Cairn with you.”“But you’re not an undea... vampire now, are you?” She stopped, stunned at that thought. “Come on, help me get to my feet. That Altmer Sergeant said that some undead will find their way here at times. That means there must be another door out of here.”Lydia said, “Well, yes. Sapphire already found it. She and Frea are guarding it, so we don’t get jumped without warning.”I winced as. Please stay until they get this cleared up. Is that OK?” She nodded, uncovered her face and smiled. Beautiful girl.“Mr. Allen, we’ll need you at the station tomorrow morning, but I need a quick run down.”I told him what happened and what was said. Then surprised him. “I’ll have a copy of the audio from the time my wheelchair was jostled and pushed sideways and then the video from there out as I turned to face the three amigos. I’m wearing a body camera. You might tell Officer Williams about. I maneuvered Janet over to where Sharon was sitting in order to get a view up her dress. I was about three feet away when I got my chance and looked down at her. She was wearing totally shear pantyhose that went up to her waist. I stood there while slow dancing as I stared between her legs. The seam on her pantyhose went down from her stomach, over a small patch of light brown pubic hair and between the lips of her pussy. I couldn't believe how transparent the pantyhose was and that I was. Licking a pussy while being fucked from behind helped me to put trust in my companions for our survival for the next three weeks.While I was out hunting, Sam secured the hide of the impala in the river to soak as the first step in the tanning process. He had also cut the venison in strips to dry and used some of Naomi’s herbs as a precaution against decay. In South Africa, we called it biltong while Americans would call in beef jerky. Naomi gathered more herbs and roots for future use and dry.