Before long Sara was IM’ing “Tell me, what’s happening”, so we stopped and told her.She then asked if we had a coke bottle in the house and I ...aid I’d go look. Ruth took my seat and when I got back I found her IM’ing Sara, (as my girlfriend). They were discussing the way and method of using the bottle! Ruth by now was dripping wet. “She is such a dirty bitch” Ruth said, “She’s even told me how much lube to use”.I was well up for it and set about lubing Ruth. I got her to stand leaning. Her hair is a jumbled mass of red curls that fits her perfectly, and every strand stays in its perfectly chaotic place. As a matter of fact, ALL of Betty’s features fit her perfectly. Her nose might be a tad smaller than the perfect nose, but it’s the perfect size for HER. Know what I mean? I have seen her without an iota of makeup, and she still looks as if her face couldn’t be improved upon. Her lips are naturally red, her cheeks naturally blush, her lashes naturally dark and full. But that’s. "Chloe was not that good of a cook, but she made up for a lack of skill with her enthusiasm. Cletus gratefully ate everything she fixed and left her to see Hal and Jeff about scouting the route. The next few days should be an easy route and Jeff hoped to make up some of their lost time. When Cletus returned from his scouting, he reported that there should be no problems and they should reach the next town late that afternoon.A few minutes after they came into sight of the little town, they were. "Hi Hugh," she said as she sipped her coke."Hi Tracy, how's it going," I replied."Fine thanks, just a bit tired, had a late night last night," she added with a smile.The word 'tired' click in my brain and without almost conscious thought, I started the hypnosis litany."Yes you do look very tired, your eyes look like they want to close, just take a few minutes and have a rest. Just close your eyes and visualise that you're lying in a hammock on a nice sandy beach, watching the waves gently roll.