" Sinclair, explain that." Yes, sir, I was in California, L.A., on business on the Day. I was trapped there when all the flights were canceled. I figu...ed that, to get home to Richmond, I would have to drive. I went after a RV and mounted radios in it for the trip. I've gotten used to it and think of it as my own now. I've been carrying a pistol that your men took. In the RV are my rifle and shotgun. There are also Cathy's guns and clothes as well as mine. Sir, I would like to go back to Temple. I was hard as a rock and glanced across at Steve who with his eyes told me he was too. I leaned across and whispered in Audrey’s ear “Feel Steve”, she turned and faced him her hand gently rubbing the front of his pants, as I caressed her nipples. Steve stood up and took his pants off, his erection clearly visible in his boxers, sitting back down again Audrey flicked her hand over his crotch, then moved in for a full stroke. I began to pull her skirt up and soon it was around her waist, again. She made a half-hearted attempt at brushing my hand away a couple of times but I persevered and finally managed to loosen the button and slide her zipper down allowing my searching fingers into her never before violated space. Steph struggled and squirmed a bit and tried to clasp her legs together in a vain attempt to forbid me access but I knew she was as excited as I was and was only putting off the inevitable. My fingers roamed over the thin fabric of her panties, feeling the soft hair that. I was getting more andmore excited sometimes. I mean from the very first I would find that Iwas wet in my panties from leaking precum after my job was done. Ichalked it up to my pretty clothes. I mean I'm not gay or anythingright? But lately...I noticed that when the men would talk aboutstroking my pretty hair or sitting me on their laps I would getespecially aroused in my panties. I tried to ignore it. I tried toignore that it was starting to give me a feeling of satisfaction whenthey would.