"But first I have a wedding night to enjoy."As the aircraft banked and dipped approaching the massive walls of his camp Rachael could see miles and mi...es of blackness, the Northern jungle home to the rebel army. Somewhere in that blackness lay the remains of her plane and film crew. She was just one more statistic in a war that appeared to be drawing to a close and with it any hope of her plight been revealed.High up in the central keep of his jungle fortress Rachael slowly undressed under the. It was slightly more feminine than masculine (as male faces go), with roundcurves that gave him more of a boyish heart-throb look than a jutting jawline and chiseled features.David was slightly thinner that he should havebeen, but it was only really obvious on his ribs, which gave his sides subtle ripples.His chest was slightly sculpted but not muscly.In his haste, he had left his erection showing through his boxers, a feature that caught Kate's eye.His legs were not as hairy as most men, but. Seconds later, as he lightly massagedmy calf,I saw him peeking up my skirt. "Do you think my leg's all right?" I asked. "I don't think it's anything serious, Mrs. Yates," he said,taking another peek at my private spot. "Jim!" I said sternly. "What are you looking at?" "N.n.nothing," he stammered. "You were looking up my skirt, young man," I said with mockanger, "weren't you?" Jim said nothing. He just looked down at the floor. "Would you like a better look?" I asked, my voice . My breasts are B cups and I have very smooth brown skin. It was no wonder that I always wanted to be in show business but after having done the rounds of theatrical and model I ended up on the books of a somewhat sleazy agency booking acts for stag parties. Not that I minded because I have a healthy appetite for sex and have never gone for that true romance stuff although I do have a husband but hes cool. He puts no restraint on what I do as long as I tell him about it afterwards. I did quite a.