Turning in my arms, Yvonne looked into my eyes. "What is wrong? You were with me for a moment and now you seem lost in thought." I'm worried about thi...gs, about you, about the Users, about the others." The Users, yes. I remember them. I think we should all worry about them, but why are you worried about me?"I let out a sigh. I couldn't explain it to her, her modified memories wouldn't accept anything I said. She would have to figure it out. Then we could talk about why I was worried about her.. "Go ahead sugar. Pull my dress up"Matthew began to slowly pull Ruth's dress up above her waist. Ruth's hot cunt began to throb with anticipation."Oh yes, that's it sugar. Now pull down my panties"As Matthew eased down her wet panties, Ruth spread her legs. Giving Matthew a close up look at her hairy pussy."Oh, Matthew. Put your fingers down there and feel how wet you've made me."Matthew let his fingers run through Ruth's cunt hairs until he felt her wetness. Then he shoved his middle finger. I also know that none of his actionswere my fault. "When he looked thorough the front window and saw me dressed as a girlat the piano he started screaming. He burst into the living room,grabbed my sheet music and tore it in half, then he grabbed me by thehair. He dragged me out of Ms. Stewarts's house and into our garage. Hepicked me up and tossed me into the covered shell on the back his workpickup truck and locked me in. I was lying on top of his constructionequipment crying as he screeched. We all held our breath while the cargo containers rose and watched intently as they headed north towards the Walker's hanger. Once they were out of sight, we started to hunt through the rest of the containers.We had another four cargo containers ready for the cables when the SkyCrane returned. The dropped off the cargo straps for us to use again then moved over the next load. Bill and Ken made the required cable connections. This time we watched them lift off but went right back to work.We now.