Eventually I find a fallen tree where I can squat. I try hitching up the skirt of my craft dress, but I need both hands to brace myself. I decide to...take the dress off. Once it is gone I realize I can piss standing up. I prop one leg against the tree trunk to spread my legs as wide as possible pull my labia apart with my fingers and squirt. A golden yellow stream of liquid pours out in front of me. Just as I am congratulating myself on my success in managing to piss in the forrest without. I'm EMT trained. When it's time, call us, and we can take you to the hospital. Leon's van is outfitted for easy conversion to a rescue squad type ambulance. I'll put the things in the van tonight. Leon will be back next week, but I could call him to come back now. He flew down to Gulf Shores, and the van is here."Dorothy said, "I don't think we should call him back from his break. I have an alert pager that I carry with me. Fred has one, and we could get you one. It might be good if you took. As my mind slipped away into a dream of what was about to come he took his hands and undid my bra pulling it out from underneath my shirt. He pulled his hands around my body as he found my warm breasts. He began to slowly massage both my breasts as he looked deep into my eyes and we met in yet another passionate kiss. He continued to massage my breasts gently pinching my erect nipples as we kissed.Then he reached down to my waist and slowly whisked my shirt from my body and over my head. I was. I haven't asked for this but, if she thinks it is the right thing to do, it probably helps. Especially if it helps her to see herself in her new position.I almost said 'role' there, but it's not a role, not something she's playing at. Not something she can put on and take off like an actress. Vyera is a slave. That's what she has to understand. But how far has she really understood and accepted that and how can I help her to see the truth of the situation?I tell her again how pleased I was with.