I was looking for a way into the ranch without being seen. That evening I found out they had stadium lights that they used to light up the whole ranch...grounds. I decided my best chance was just before sunrise when the guards were tired and the twilight fog and haze would work against the stadium lights.Erika:It had been close to a week since we were kidnapped; but I was not sure exactly how many days it had been since I had not been keeping track. Tia was sure Neal would rescue us; I was. Her ornate headdress is absolutely beautiful.Compared to her, you feel underdressed. You’re simply wearing your lightweight mercenary armor. Your shoulder length blue hair is a bit messy, as is typical of a traveling mercenary. And, even though her hips may put yours to shame, you don’t mind saying that your ass is rather nice and cushiony. And, where breasts are concerned, you’re clearly the winner. You haven’t met a woman with boobs as big as your watermelons yet. A fact you’re proud of,. I took out her t shirt and the black bra she was wearing underneath.I turned her around and started kissing her neck while squeezing her bosoms from behind. She was rubbing her hips against my groin. I was getting restless. I slid one of my hands into her skirt and started rubbing her vagina over her underwear. She was getting wet. She started rubbing her ass harder on my penis.I took her to the sofa and made her lie in doggy style. I removed her skirt first. Then I slowly started removing her. And how relieved she probably was when she was able to retrieve and hide them.“Oh, by the way, Colette, I just made a cup of fresh coffee ... I thought perhaps you might have preferred tea. But Arthur said he knew you would be getting up soon and usually had a cup of coffee.”Colette considered all of what had gone on before Abby had come here: the episodes with the panties, her excitement of seeing her son again, knowing or at least suspecting that her son was having sex with his “airline.