The gate was another story completely. It needed to be just as sturdy as the one back down the path. We finished the wall in a day and a half, but it ...ook nearly as much time to get the gate in place and working well.Breakfast the last day before we left finished off the last of the deer Rayta had bagged. We filled our bellies, shut the gate behind us as we went, and climbed out onto the plateau.Since it was twenty miles or so from where we'd been up on the other end I shouldn't have been. Jake, now fully back in the swing of the touring lifestyle, was on the couch in the suite's sitting room, fucking a young Chinese groupie from behind while her face was buried in the widely spread crotch of a young Japanese groupie. Resting on the Chinese groupie's lower back was a three-quarter full rum and coke. The challenge Jake had put upon his two lovers was to complete their act without spilling the drink. It was starting to look like the challenge would be lost when the front door of. Aunty: Why?I didn’t speak.Aunty: Don’t be shy, you can tell me.Me: My net pack is over. I can’t watch any video that’s why.Aunty: Oh ok ok, do you wanna masturbate?Me: Yes, but I don’t have a net pack.Aunty: What kind of sex video you watch?Again I didn’t speak I just lowered my head.Aunty: Come on it’s ok, think me as your friend.Me: I usually browse some hot photos first to set in mood, after that I search for good videos that it.Aunty: I can help you with that.Me: What, how?Aunty: I can give. He rushed down the stairs. When he entered his room, he saw Freddie changing. He grabbed his glass and said, “I’ll be right back. I’m fixing us some drinks.” “Okay, baby,” the high school math teacher replied. “I hope you called in for a substitute tomorrow. I’m getting your ass d***k tonight.” “I did, daddy!” “Good boi,” the thirty-two year-old, caramel-skinned man said walking out of the room. Russell fixed their drinks and headed back to his bedroom. Freddie was now dressed in a white lace.