"Oh, he made an impression on me, all right," I said. "He scared me a little," I added."He'll be glad to know that," she said with a laugh. She shifte... a little, and the contact I felt with her, up my side and my arm, from my hip and down my leg, got just a little more substantial. We stayed in unacknowledged close contact with each other, just like that, all the way to the mall.Once we met up with Josh and Andrea at the mall, thoughts of the punishment Mr. Mendoza might be planning to wreak. He rose, after mercifully ending the struggles of his horse, grabbing what little water he had left and putting the strap of the water bladder over his shoulder. It was gone now, left along the straggling trail of his footprints, disappearing in the wasteland of the desert under the blowing sands that seemed to be all that was left of his world.The heat had made him half mad; the tedious and trying effort of planting one booted foot in front of the other had almost taken the other half of his. He nodded at her, opened the door, and let her into the car."We're here" he stated a little later, stopping the car. He had told her not to touch either herself or him during the journey. She looked around at the surroundings. It seemed as if he'd parked in a clearing in some woodland. There was no one around, and the only light came from the car headlamps. He turned to her, and she looked down, noticing that his cock was in his hand. "Suck" was his only command.She eagerly bent her head down. When she saw him, she let go of everything and ran into his arms, hugging him desperately, clinging to him.Heather was surprised. She always got the first hug! She always came first with Mom.Not today. Janice just held her husband tightly. "Never again," she murmured."I've missed you so badly," Harold told her, stroking her hair, leaning down and kissing her neck."Me too," Janice said."Hey, what about me? Old first born, only child!" Heather reminded her parents from just inches away. She was.