She gasped, then whispered almost inaudibly: “Yes...” I moved to her front, spotting the familiar patch of pubic hair again, this time covered by ... different, but still sheer see-through thong.“So go ahead,” I said. “Do it.”She swallowed hard. “I can’t,” she hissed, still squirming from Martina’s finger inside her.I grinned, though she couldn’t see me. “We won’t let go until you do,” I said, slapping her pelvis in affirmation. She sighed deeply, then let herself go. A thin stream of pee. She continued crying. Come on Cass… I cant help you if you dont tell me whats wrong, I smoothed her hair and saw that she was holding her Barbie by the hair. Calm down… shhhhh… the sniffling subsided and she stood up next to the couch. Her hands, along with her Barbie, were behind her back. She started to speak, Ok, she started, sniffling every 3rd word, Do you remember when I was 6 and I fell that day we took the training wheels off my bike? she asked. Remember?! How could I forget?! Uh,. You silently chastise yourself for rushing into a fight like that, but you were just so excited to find a Drake. It remained in the center of the forest grove. Like a small dragon about as tall as a horse, twice as long with its tail ending in a stubby club like ball of bone, and with stunted wings You knew it couldn't fly away from you as they couldn't fly, but it could run. You were lucky this one looks like it wants to kill you and is sticking around. Lucky you. However, the promise of gold. Claire looked out the window toward the low mountains rising west of the tarmac road. Now that they were actually on the way, Claire felt better, even optimistic about the possibilities of getting over the brutal fucking she had received from Calvin Rhodes and for them getting emotionally back together during this trip. Already the incident with the engineer seemed like a bad dream she wanted nothing more than to forget both the tawdry rape and her own infidelity. They drove for several more.