The cameras on the traffic 'copters weren't exactly cooperating. First they were trying to get in position around the airport, to see the 'scene of th... shootout.' Then they shifted to a high speed chase out on the 805 (that's 'California-speak' for Interstate 805). Io had not been able to get a satellite view of the area, and apparently the Mexican kidnappers had been savvy enough to arrange their route to avoid the traffic cams at major intersections. Unlike what you see on TV, there isn't. He slowly rolled over and found the tube of lube that he had been saving for his fantasy and applied a large amount to his penis. He moved his way over behind Ginny when he was in position and not a second later he gave one big shove. The hole was VERY tight and I took some effort, but it slid right in. When he gave the first push Ginny gave out a muffled scream that sounded like a moan in Hermione crotch. Hermione having a clear view of Harry gave him a wink and she said soothingly to Ginny. She kissed me on the cheek. I asked her if she was okay. She grimaced as she sat down opposite me. “I’m real sorry, Mike, it’s that time, started this morning, dammit, and I’m not going to be the greatest company tonight, but I still wanted to see you.”“Hey, it’s not your fault, no need to apologize. As long as you don’t turn into a knife-wielding ballbusting man-hating bitch, I’m fine. Marsha used to make a theatrical performance out of PMT; that’s when we had most of our fights, when I hid. ” “And listening to your story has been a stimulating lunch for me and I might just have to do some rubbing of my own when I get home,” I said. “Oh my,” is all she said blushingly. “We did have some more discussion later in the day about me having sex with another man and Dan watching. He thinks that would be a huge turn-on, but I don’t know if I’m ready for that.” “Do you need a volunteer?” I asked as I raised my hand. “Really?” You would? Well, I will keep that in mind if we ever really.