. Was somehow too strange. So, naturally, when I was thrown in my prison cell, that wasn't what I was thinking about. I was more planning a way out, h...rdly noticing the big, husky male sitting on the bed, looking at me. After about an hour, I sat down on the cot, and turned to see him. I was a bit startled, but I really didn't care that he was there. Not yet, at least. The guy was big. Really big. His arms must've been twice the size of mine, and he had half a foot on me. I was strong, but no. After he had been suitably kissed and groped, they made their way toward the lodge. He suspected the groping was Sara and Little Mule, but he wouldn't put it past the others. Fighting Hawk was surprised to see Raven and Pretty Storm both naked and working beside the lodge. He looked to Moon Flower, "When did she show up?"Moon Flower had a scowl on her face when she answered, "She showed up about three days ago, and said that she couldn't wait any longer for you to get back. I left the rope on. As he headed back towards the garage, he thought back to the steady stream of people that came and went. He remembered most of them from high school and was surprised at the number of college classmates that came down. He didn’t see Cynthia Hill, though. She was his high-school crush and unattainable. Even though she was married, she remained the source of many a late night jack-off session. In high-school, she had been the good girl. Her mother didn’t let her date much and her father kept all. Drake leaned around the corner and asked if everything was O.K. “No problem Ma’am, all finished,” Jake said, as he wiped his hand with an old rag hanging from his tool belt. “Be upstairs in a minute!” After gathering up all of his tools, Jake headed out to the truck to make out the bill. After all the parts and labor were included the total came to $450.00. “Not to bad,” thought Jake, as he went back into the house. Mrs. Drake took the bill and looked it over for what seemed to be a very long.