She looked around at the other passengers...nobody noticed a thing as the older man continued to grope her ass. "What the hell," she thought to hersel...; her husband had stopped showing her affection some time ago, so she let the man continue without saying a word. It wasn't long before she felt his knowing hand creep underneath the hemline of her short skirt, his thick fingers making contact with her warm thighs. By now her pussy was steaming hot and her panties were actually getting moist. She. Burnside was exhausted, as was Wendy. Burnside ordered Wendy to take the dress off, put it in the washing machine, and then go to bed. Burnside was so tired herself that she actually would be able to get a few hours of sleep. Wendy slept until about 2:00. She got up and heard Burnside in the shower. Wendy immediately went to the kitchen to fix lunch. She prepared a salad and dessert, then heated a pasta dish to have it ready as soon as her mistress was ready to eat. She set the dining room. I want it to be a surprise,” I explained. “Also, there’s something else that just came up yesterday, But I’ll need you to keep it very quiet. Do we have any company geologists?” I asked.“We have a small division of our oil exploration company that has several,” Adriana said off the top of her head. “Why?”“Is there one or two in particular that you trust to be discrete?”Adriana paused for a moment. She truly was a filing cabinet full of information on the company.“Let me make a few calls,” she. Y'all kin bet money on it: we didn't want ta git caught!Poor old Martha was runnin' her heart out, so we had no complaint there. I was a better shot with the crossbow, so Ezra took the reins while I started shootin' at them Injuns what wuz chasin' us. There weren't no way we could recover our bolts, so I was careful ta wait 'til an Injun got close enough that I couldn't miss.I admit that I was more than a little scared, so I started out shootin' them bolts with the attached whistles. I wish I.