She got little leverage from her barely spread legs but over the last couple of years her thigh muscles had developed unknown strengths and with some ...ain she got her thighs upright.Next she found and old hollow wooden television with the glass gone and the inner electronics pulled out. She slid that beside the water tank. She lifted her hobbled left leg to the full extent of the chain but it wasn’t long enough to lay her foot on top of the television. Instead she was forced to sit on the top. I put my tongue in as far as it would go, and lapped up some of the cream, but in the end I had to put my fingers in and scoop the rest of it out that way. I held up my hand to show Di the strings of cum hanging between my fingers.“Can I suck your fingers?” she asked eagerly.But I had a better idea. I smeared the semen over my nipples and dangled my little breasts in front of her face.“Now you can have a taste, if you can catch them,” I teased, letting my boobs bounce just out of reach.Di. Dog walker? Hairdresser? Stockbroker? Stock boy?After breakfast, I wandered back outside and sat on a bench in front of the motel entrance, just watching the traffic flow by and letting my mind wander. I needed something. I needed a goal. I needed a plan.I don’t know how long I sat there, but the longer I sat, the more closely I watched the traffic. I didn’t know where I was going but I sure as hell was not going to get there by bus. That thought bounced around for a bit and I nodded to myself.. ” Her tone wasn’t very convincing. She was never a great liar and normally I didn’t call her out. This time though I wanted to clear this up. “I think its more than that Kristen. Our sex life has slowed down. You barely talk to me when we are at home. This whole trip you seemed to be in your own world. What’s going on?” I was almost in tears as I finished. My emotional outburst was met with a painful silence. “I just want to get some sleep, we can talk in the morning alright?” Kristen said.