I was returning from Nenana where I had spent the weekend camping and fishing over the Labor Day weekend. I felt and was pretty grubby. I decided to s...op at a roadhouse to have a beer. It was the best decision I ever made. As I entered the bar I noticed Lori immediately. She was standing talking to the bartender at the end of the bar. I sat at the bar a couple of seats down and ordered a Moosehead. As I was sipping my beer I overheard Lori telling the bartender that she hoped to have good luck. “Okay, here. It says, ‘Definition: “Foreign” means “originating elsewhere” or simply “outside the body.” Foreign objects typically become lodged in the eyes, ears, nose, airway, and rectum of human beings.’ Wow, that’s cool. Oh, we should check medical sites. That would be a better match.”He searched again. “Okay, here: ‘Foreign objects can be inert or irritating. If they irritate they will cause inflammation and scarring. They can bring infection with them. In medical terms, a foreign object. "Come on, be detailed."She then gently lowered two of her fingers to her crotch and began to play with herself as she waited for my words. I was so turned on I had trouble breathing."Uhh, well," I mumbled, nervously. "There was a woman, umm, two women." Keep going," Mistress instructed, slowly fingering herself in front of me. "You want to get unlocked, don't you?" Yes, Mistress," I begged, humbly. "Umm, one was a teacher and she was kind of, like teaching her student, how to, you know, please. Her heart fluttered as the memories from earlier that evening flooded her mind. She took in a deep breath and held it for a moment, letting the warm sensations spread over her body once again. Should she awaken him, she thought to herself. It had been a lovingly exhausting evening and she knew he had to go to work in a few more hours. She quickly dismissed the thought and focused back upon the glorious moon that was out in the late night sky. She stretched her arms letting the moonlight gently.