She was watching Jeff struggle to pull a heavy load when she remembered something else she had seen on TV. "Jeff, have you ever heard of a travois?" I...don't think so, what is it?"Julie went on to describe the device as a simple framework of poles that made a kind of sled. The back end dragged along the ground and the front end was lifted and pulled by two poles extending out the front. Sort of a reverse wheel barrow without the wheel. Jeff was interested in anything that meant less work, so. Mike grunted as he looked back at her, letting his eyes move to the fair amount of tit flesh that had pressed out to the side when she lowered her chest to the ground. He nodded his head towards the sun as he said, “You better not fall asleep or you’ll get a bad sunburn.”“Well I’ve got some lotion,” Michelle said with a nod at the small bottle near by.Want me to put some lotion on your back?” Mike asked quickly, mentally kicking himself for the squeaky, breathless sound of his voice.“That would. I had e-mailed erotic stories and fantasies back and forth with my friend Paul for several months. He liked to be a dominant, so one day I asked him to send me exacting instructions on how he would like me to masturbate, which I would have to do and then describe back to him. He sent the instructions, which involved me getting fully cross-dressed before sitting down to watch a particularly hot she-male video, and about a week later I was finally able to carry them out. The following day I wrote. "Yes'm," I said as we pulled apart."I can wait until then. Jassy tells me that you have something I might enjoy."From midnight, I walked my post and did my duty, hoping the quartermaster major's wife would sleep late and give me a chance to rest a bit before she got what she obviously wanted. When the sergeant relieved me that gray morning, I marched myself over to the dark house, happy to see no light. I tapped lightly, sat on the back steps, leaned against the door, folded my arms and was.