I can’t stand it anymore, Alex. Do you know what it’s like living in that house with him? It’s a nightmare, Alex. Especially when he starts drin...ing. He always hopes drinking will make him forget the horror he saw on Omaha Beach that day. Watching his buddies dying all around him. And when he can’t forget, he goes crazy and tries to beat the hell out of us.’ ‘How can you just throw our friendship away? I’ve always been a shoulder for you to lean on, haven’t I? Remember the promise we made, the. She stirred and opened her eyes a bit, so I gently moved my hand down and brushed across the fabric of her tiny thong, her lips pulled tight between the fabric. I ran my fingers along the side of the thong, then moved up slightly to put a bit of pressure on her clit. She shifted in her seat and after settling in again, I started in again on her little button, the moistness now making a dark spot on her panties. My trucker friend had sped up a little and was now almost even with us, his view. She then stood up and said, "Okay, here we go."I became a little concerned. "Okay, did you get another condom?" Oh, Sweetie," she said, "I won't let you come in me."Had it been any other day, I'd have flipped my shit. Right now, all I could manage was, "Okay." Well, at least I'll really feel her. I had to take comfort where I could find it.Though I paid it no attention, I was vaguely aware of something concealed in her hand as she repeated the process of mounting me. She lost a full inch of. I’ll wait here for you.”“Thanks,” I said, “but you don’t have to: I have no idea how long I’ll be. If I don’t come back, please tell the police which way I went.”Jay nodded.Swerving around a CDC notice that had seemingly been placed intentionally in the middle of the track to block it, I continued along the path Jay and I had been following. Perhaps the painkillers were kicking in or perhaps the absence of farm-vehicle ruts made the going easier, but I was able to pick up the pace somewhat,.