I found out the first night that the night guards slept all night. So the best time for a strike was at night. Probably around midnight. Give the guar...s time to fall asleep and do it before your own force is to sleepy to be effective.Okay midnight till two am would be my concentrated time, I decided. After the 3AM deadline passed and I had no word from the swamp, I went to bed. I was up by eight. I found the kids working the pit. They were thrilled to be finding artifacts. I was wondering if. “If you want to fuck for fuck’s sake, I can live with that. But sex as a hand-out, no thank you, ma’am.”“You ungrateful bastard.” Running Eagle could see that she was angry. Maybe no man has ever rejected her.“This is not about gratitude,” he said. “It’s about fucking. I want to fuck your brains out, but I’ve been bitten by a woman like you before.”Wind stormed through the water at him. Running Eagle dropped his arms to his sides. She stopped an inch from his face. Her nipples touched his chest. It was after all a Thursday, and there was a school and work day tomorrow. Geoff had told me I must not be seen at work until Monday, and Ann was not to be back at work till Monday either, but Greta was on work experience and the children were in school. What would we do all day on Friday?Anyway, that Thursday night we saw the children safely off to bed, and waited until the boys were asleep. Greta made herself scarce with her trademark salacious grin missing. Instead there was a moist eyed. Funny how people love to use the word fuck after a good fuck.I placed steam-warmed towels over her naked body and slipped out the door. I had to find Julienne to release the pressure from my cock. She was stretched out on a deckchair next to the pool, catching the sun on her naked body. She saw my raging hard-on and the lust in my eyes.“Come here, baby,” she purred. “Let me kiss your pain away.” Gently, she took my throbbing cock in her hand and brought it to her mouth. She licked the underside.