Ms. Andrews got replacements from Eddie, the attendant.I shot until my shoulders burned and my back ached. I shot until at last I couldn't raise the b...w one more time and was blinking away sweat and maybe some tears. At that point Ms. Andrews took the bow and quiver from me and walked me back to sit on the bench. After pressing an opened bottle of cold water into my aching and blistered bow hand she dug into her shoulder bag. As she fussed over me I sipped water, still mentally out there on the. "Give me something to shoot and I'll take some pictures," I said. Slowly she lifted her skirt a foot above her knees. I shook my head. "You'll have to do better than that." With an overstated sigh, she raised her skirt to her waist, exposing her shaved pussy surrounded by a cream colored garter belt and nude stocking. Only a narrow slit was visible between her legs. When I zoomed in for a close-up, it was impossible to tell if the pussy in the frame was from a pre-pubescent twelve year old or a. I liked that. I missed being alone with Cynthia.Cynthia asked to be on top. I agreed.Cynthia climbed over me and laid out on top of me. She then gave me a ten-alarm kiss and a back-breaking hug. We hooked and I felt her fatigue. We were both wasted. We went to sleep.Wednesday July 2, 2008 The ChunnelCynthia was the first up.I was laying there with my morning woody.Cynthia went and milked herself while I slept. That gave her an orgasm to get her juicy. She climbed carefully over me and lowered. ‘Where is he? What’d you do with him?’ Lee laughed. ‘With who?’ ‘With my boss? The guy who threatened to turn me into a streetwalker.’ ‘He’s been re-assigned, but he can be back Monday, if you want him to be.’ Ashley looked at him, a question clouding her eyes. ‘Monday,’ Lee said. ‘Right now, we need some warm wash cloths.’ She nodded and jumped to her feet. A few minutes later she was back with three damp cloths, one soapy. Lee had used tissues to wipe his fluids from Rosa’s face. He next.