After breakfast we took our showers and we went to school and had a normal day. I saw my sister during the day and she mentioned that she was going to...have a friend over to spend the night. I figured she wouldn’t finger herself tonight then. I went to basketball to find that the coach wasn’t there at all and that practice had been canceled for the next three days. I found Mark alone this time just staring at his cock in the locker room. I asked him what was wrong and he said that his cock. Debra couldn't avoid him forever. After class, she went to watch him practice. Her heart started beating harder and faster as she walked toward the stadium where they practiced. She was afraid that her soaking wet panties were going to begin allowing a trickle of her vaginal fluids to find their way down her leg. She swore she could smell her leakage. Her heart beat harder and harder as she approached, hearing the whistle blow as the coach pushed them through their training. She hung back. "But Wally's an old fighter pilot. We couldn't resist. And you know loops and rolls aren't VERY much..."Wally looked remorseful. "I shall take the lashing for it..."Jo's grim look morphed towards her more customary smile. "I was more worried that the luggage compartment would open and dump our stuff all over central Alabama." Oops!" Stoney said. "Well, Wally kept us in a positive or zero G the whole time." Thank you, Wally, for leading my gullible husband astray in a competent and safe manner.. So he has the men erect simple barricades with outward facing spikes for a height of six feet and a depth of twenty feet before pulling the men back another ten feet behind that. Guards are assigned to rotate through the night, some to keep watch from the ground and some from up in the trees. The men find places on the southern sides of trees and set up to settle down for the night. Kyle sends word back to the camp of his intention to stay the night here and to continue in the morning. Before.