I put her in the car, took her to a dark alley, and fucked her over the front fender of my car before I brought her home.”She looked astonished and ...sked, “You what?”I replied, “I fucked her from behind just like those two boys had. It was great. I didn’t have to beg, perform any foreplay, or say thank you afterwards!”I got up to pee but found that I was still hard. I know from years of experience that I can’t pee if I’m hard as a rock, so I went into Cassandra’s bedroom. She was still sound. They read: Hello Sean, First of all, yes, I know who you are. In your bag, and it is yours now, you either have found, or will find, the female uniform of the local High School. I want you to put it on and then come to the benches outside the movie theatre. I would have given you some makeup, but with lips as red as yours naturally are, you don't need it. Oh yes, If you were wondering what happened to your clothes, I have them and I will not be giving. I had to work the next morning, but this was definitely worth losing a little sleep. I rolled onto my back and let her have her way, eager to see where she would take this. Her hand warmed up delightfully as she stroked me into an iron hard-on. It didn’t take much before she mounted me. Man, we fucked like teenagers that night, both amped up on the adrenaline of our new power exchange.The sex just got better from there. More and more she was able to tell me what she wanted. I didn’t have to be. Poppa Jack and Momma Shirley flew with them. The route through Scotland and northern England was a bust. We saw very few people in a few small groups. There was no group large enough to warrant stopping. The airports were and had been deserted. It was a tiring day but the survey on our route was complete. That evening, we gave our report with Robby speaking for the Duck's route. Poppa Jack spoke for the Mallard's route. They were disappointed. The island was the home to very few people gathered.