I was whoever and whatever that man wanted me to be.“I love you! I love you! I love you!”I said it because I meant it. At that moment I was so far...gone I would have one anything at all for Adam. If I wasn’t already pregnant I would have happily borne his child there and then.“I love you! I love you! I love you!”Memories become even vaguer after this.I remember Pete and Eve talking and having a drink together as I lay in her husband’s arms; I remember the atmosphere being strangely relaxed and. ” He pulled one of my boobs out of my halter top and started to suck it.“Daddy!” I said loudly. “Oh god daddy. Oh please. We can’t. Ohh.” I protested but it felt so good. Daddy just ignored me and kept sucking and squeezing my big tit.He moved his hands down between my legs. I immediately moved my hand on top of his to “stop” him but he was too strong. I felt his middle finger rubbing my swollen pussy lips. It felt so good to have him rub me. My pussy was aching for his touch. Then I came to my. Unfortunately no physical border markings were possible because of the shifting sands, and the maps agreed had lines drawn on them which translated to a border several tens of miles wide on the ground. Thus modern Global Positioning Systems which can define a surveyor's location to a matter of inches do not help. Where the few roads passed from one country into the other, of course, there were border posts and fencing for up to a mile in each direction, but there were many large desert areas. I risked sliding my hand down his sweaty chest and gently cupped his balls. “You want more?” He nodded, dumbly. “You free tonight?” He started to open his mouth, his lips twisted downwards. I increased the pressure on his balls and repeated my question. He nodded again. “Holston Hall. You know it?” Another nod. “Good. I'll be there. I want you to think about that, think about me. Then tonight meet me there.” “What?” I tried not to roll my eyes. “Just come to the damn house. Come and find me..