The ladies going up apparently usually did wear a little something on the way back so it wasn't obvious and the guys just had to sit in the water for ... while.The other matters were simply to return with everything you took with you and to try not to spoil the water that you were likely to be bathing in yourself later.The stream was constantly flowing with noisy little waterfalls here and there about the length of my shin. We helped each other from boulder to boulder, passing those packs that. She be fuckin dem white prodcers but couldn’t even kiss me.Six Weeks Later----------------Karin Andrews was in an uptown dance club, hanging out and flirtingShe had on tight stretch pants and a tight low cut top. She didn’t notice a couple Gangsta’s keeping eye on her. They were on the cell keeping Half-dollar informed.She hadn’t found anyone to hook up with so she was going out the heading to another clubto find some cock for the night. She had the itch. Needed a good fuck.As she exited. Only around 5% or so had bows or crossbows, so they could not do much to us with ranged weapons.The mercenaries were forced to break into out fort if they were to beat us, and we had a very good chance to stop them. We retrieved the bridge over the trench in the road, so they were going to have a lot of trouble attacking us with a battering ram. Hippolyte was sure that any battering ram that the mercenaries could build would have to be used against the door and could not be used to batter down. Especially when she found the sex she liked and turned into a major horndog. One minute she would be focused on some task and the next she’d be dragging Johnny off for a ‘private discussion’.Rachael would start some pseudo argument with Johnny and say. “I think we should discuss this in private,”She’d blush when she received a chorus of, “Perhaps we should.” But she still took Johnny’s hand and headed for whoever’s trailer was closest.On one such occasion Rachael was sprawled across Johnny’s.