We lay there for an hour or so watching TV, talking, playing with each other and drinking the scotch.We were, by now, very relaxed. I looked at him an... smiled as I reached into my hand bag and pulled out a tube of lickable massage cream.“I think you are going to like this.”She squeezed a good amount from the tube to the head of my cock and started rubbing. Whatever she was rubbing on me had a very warm, tingly feeling, almost like menthol but without any scent that I could detect. Soon my cock. “Whatever, bro,” Jesus told Holly, “I get plenty ‘round here. Trust me.”“Don’t you have work to do?”He shrugged, “It can wait. I was hungry.”“And now you’ve eaten. Get the fuck back to work before I tell your XO about you taking mushrooms before flying that chopper a few weeks back...”“Shit,” he said calmly, “dude knows, trust me. I got a whole Amazonian pharmacy in my bunk. Sometimes I just randomly take shit, don’t even know what it might do.”“Somehow I doubt that’s true, though you wish it. .. worried.” Queried Laura.Elle didn’t reply right away. “I’m just concerned for you. I don’t want him thinking you are his own personal fuck toy.”“Oh, I don’t mind...”Elle punched her lightly in the side. “I’m being serious you cunt.”Laura smiled. “I know. But it WAS fucking awesome. I even came both times...”“Oh Jesus wept.” Elle slumped back onto her bed. Laura snaked the fingers of one hand into Elle’s and they lay on Elle’s bed, hand in hand in silence.“Laura?”“Hmm?”“Am I going to see less. She was being so causal about the whole thing that it was clear that she hadn’t any deeper feelings for him. He felt as if the walls of the cabin were closing in on him, smothering him. He needed some fresh air, he thought and he jumped up so quickly that his chair scraped along the floor. He didn’t bother to see if Ann noticed as he quickly exited the cabin. He needed to clear his mind and do some hard thinking, he thought as he walked briskly to his car and started to rearrange the equipment.