Finn shut down the thoughts, pushing them to the back of his mind. They were getting close to the mine. It was time to stay alive. "Okay, slow down. W... should be getting close to the turnoff." Liv was sluggish to respond. The lack of sleep and sheer physical exhaustion was having a major impact on both of them. "Stop here for a minute," Finn ordered as they entered the canyon road leading up to the main entrance.Finn switched to the thermal setting on the gun camera and zoomed in on the mine's. The streets were rather empty, only a couple of late night wanderers roaming, a couple of them shooting suggestive glances at Ally as he passed them.Soon the park came into view, closed and absolutely deserted until morning, it had an eerie feeling about it. Looking around as he approached the water, he caught sight of the bench mentioned in the message, a lone dark figure sitting atop it. Ally looked down at his phone, which now ready 2:02am, that should be him.Ally remained silent as he. I went to the pharmacy and explained that I knew of something that would cure the dying girl, but I had to mix it precisely, and they would think I was crazy.One of the pharmacists said, “They have tried everything else for that little girl. If you screw up, then it is your ass. Maybe something crazy is what we need.”“You are not crazy, Mr. Jones,” an older pharmacist told me. “I researched your request and found multiple references to what I suspect you are about to mix. I hope that you can. Grant then flopped in the old ease chair and draped his legs over the padded arms. He ran his hands up and down his pantyhose covered as waves of euphoria coursed through his body.His hands then headed to the hemline where he slowly drew it up until it reached his crotch. All this stimulation had him harder than he believed possible and his cock was making a pup-tent in borrowed panties. He slowly pulled the waistband of his panties down until his hard-on sprang free. He was so hard that his.