There were also several roadside flares with a self striking cap. I put two of these in my back pocket and closed the trunk. I then opened the ammo bo... and stuffed half-a-dozen shells in my front pockets.I moved forward slowly, keeping as low as I could. The shotgun gave me a measure of self-confidence. I knew from my Navy survival training that some confidence is good but overconfidence could be deadly. Of course, if I had taken what I had learned from that course to heart I would have been. I mean wall to wall people, it was difficult to get to the bar to order a drink. We finally made our way to the bar, it was packed. As we tried to get the bartenders attention, a gentleman said here you go, Im on my way out. So my wife slipped right up to the bar and I was able to squeeze in but it was tight. We ordered and were talking about our trip, there were three guys to the right of my wife talking and a couple to my right that were talking. We all introduced ourselves and commented on. “We can give it a try.” He wanted to say that things might be moving a little too fast, but he thought about the previous night, and felt so warm and loving toward Isolde that he would have signed on for sodomy on Sunday if she had asked him just then. “ I got everything out of the house yesterday, except the spare VW engine,” he then said. “Terry, do you think if we put some old feed bags in the back of your Jeep, we could haul it over today? I’d like to get the place completely empty before. I got so excited knowing there was a chance someone could walk up and catch me playing with my pussy and sliding fingers into my ass. I heard something behind one of the book shelves. I whispered “ I know your there, you might as well come out and let me see you”. Jason walked out from behind the shelf with his rock hard cock in his hand and his other hand was massaging his balls. Even from where I was sitting I could see a little bit of pre-cum on the tip. I knew having him watch me play with.