Not wanting to appear rude Hank pulled the tent flap open gesturing for the man to enter. Sitting down Hank got his boots off and tried not to let out...a groan as all the tugging set off his leg aching again. Hank rarely let anyone see his scars and bent leg, so was surprised at himself as he let the man whose name he didn't even know open a jar and start to apply the odd smelling balm to his leg. His hands fisted at his sides he wasn't sure if the man was helping or making things worse as he. . your.. still hard.... get that thing in me NOW!! and with that she flopped down on her back and spread her legs as wide as she could.. I started to climb up ontop of her when Cindy said wait a sek.. I think we are going to need a few towels.. to which mary said.. no.. your going to need a LOT of towels.. I Squirt a LOT im affraid.. Laughing Cindy pulled about 10 big beach towels and spread them out on the bed under Mary.. Ok.. Steve.. NOW you can fuck the hell out of her.. I climbed back. Oh god yes Mike, keep going. Oohhhh aaahhhhh ooohhh aaahhhhh please fuck me fuck me. All the man was saying was, oooohhhh ooohhhhHe seemed to be struggling for breath. Suddenly Dawn looked straight at Stella and smiled and winked. Then indicated with a wave of her hand that she should move back into the shadows a bit. From this position, Stella could see and hear what happened next. The man who's bottom Stella could see pumping back & forth on top of her friend suddenly said. I'm gonna come I'm. I began with Edie's computer. She was not an expert user and I knew from previous experience that she kept her calendar and her e-mail correspondence on Outlook, just as I did. I was surprised when I found she had password protected access to the operating system. I had no idea she knew how to do that, but nonetheless, some form of security was in place. I wondered why.I tried a number of obvious possible passwords without luck. I knew she had only a rudimentary understanding of computers and I.