She shrugged, then said, “It’s okay, dear. Cry. It helps…I know.” And she continued to smooth Sammi’s hair.I moved over so that my body was ...ressed against hers, then started to synchronize my breathing with hers, gradually feeling her sobbing slow as I slowed my breathing. I was using a simple technique from Neuro-Linguistic Programming to help her calm down by synching her body’s behavior with mine.Once she was calmer, I sat up again, and said, “Tell you what, kiddo…let’s get some food in. I was happy to be reveling in the scent of cooking bacon and it made me hungry even though I had gouged myself on a pepperoni pizza the night before.When I opened my sleep-filled eyes, I found that I was under a tree in the middle of what looked like nowhere until I turned the other way and saw a group of uniformed men gathered around a cooking fire and waiting expectantly for the food to be served any moment. I could see a line of cannon sitting like guardians of some valuable treasure on the. Fawkes sighed, "Very well, in the Houses there's a cellar that is being cleared out, and this cellar once held coal and so should be dry enough to hold several barrels of powder. What I suggest is that we rent this cellar and start storing some barrels of wine in there to keep cool." Fawkes said."WINE! Why would we waste our time storing wine when the fate of this country is in the hands of that heretic king?" Catesby said angrily."Peace my friend, we'll tell them that we're storing wine, but. Just before she went over the top, she once again thought, “They are going to see me cum!” That was enough to trigger one of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced. She was still moaning softly and squirming in her restraints when she heard the door close as Bruce left the room.It felt like a long time, perhaps as much as a half an hour later that the two women came back into the room. They removed the hood and unstrapped her arms and legs. One of them had to almost pry the safeword.