She looked confused as James ran his finger along her ass. Running it in circles over her little virgin asshole. Her body shook when he did that, his ...ignature smirk slipped onto his lips. She looked up at me with a pout, but a hint of fear in her eyes. I hated that look, I wanted her happy. I smiled reassuring her we would make it feel amazing. James bent down and started massaging her little ass then kissing it, licking around and on her hole, she shivered and I kissed her hard, playing with. ‘You worry too much. I’ll be fine.’ With that Tim walked out the door to the idling car in the driveway. Tim headed east, pointing the car towards the desert. An hour later the sun was just beginning to rise as the car sped along I-10 just outside of Palm Springs, the large windmills lazily turning in the early morning breeze. Tim had no idea what he was looking for, where it was or what he would do when he found it but at least being awake and driving he could stay away from the dreams. Tim. He will be back in a couple days. He’ll just feel better if he does. And he needs to gorge, anyway. I just ask that he be careful.The rest of the day continues normally for the lagoon. Gongon and Landda decide they will spend another night with me. b**st and Gongin are again chasing around but this time away from the rest of us. I am seeing through b**st’s reasoning finally. He gets the young one so tired that he is quiet for longer periods afterwards.Landda and I are again pulling together. Will looked surprised - though pleasantly so - at the directness. He said, “We could never do that. Chuck’s my wingman. One for all, and all for one.”“Don’t you need three for that line to work?” she asked.“It’s nice when it works out that way.” He paused for a moment, his gaze penetrating - searching. Then he sat up a little straighter, drew in a deep breath, and asked, “Want to be our third Musketeer tonight?”Her train of thought - searching for her next line of banter - suddenly derailed.