I collapsed onto her unable to move. Rita aided me with a push when I again tried to roll off Cindy. The last thing I remember was ending up on the fa... left side of the bed and Cindy rolling toward me. I didn’t survive long enough for her to curl up on my shoulder where I found her the next morning with Rita curled up behind her.Breakfast was the usual bedlam. Those of us still building their tolerance to sugar went for eggs, bacon, and toast with butter. Those of us who were sugar tolerant had. He had filed a flight plan from Nikolai to Fairbanks, but never made the trip, using it only as a diversion, in case the authorities traced him there. The assumption would be that the plane had crashed in the mountains south of Denali Park. In fact, come spring, he would burn the plane and take the Grumman aluminum canoe down the river to a populated area.He hadn't counted on the chain of events that brought things together to have the ASP close in on him so quickly. Yet, he and only he knew. And you have yourself a warm and fuzzy day. If you want a perfect story go find one written by Mr. Data. ENJOY! ___ By morning my Regan was back in full force, a thin tank top and short skirt with a day glow orange thong under it. Regan drove the first hour or so, but decided to relinquish driving duties when I kept putting my hands up under her top to play and squeeze and roll her nipples and… Well let’s just say it was a good thing we found an empty rest stop. I just couldn’t keep my hands. Dancing the night away was some of the best fun I have ever had, she even pinched my nipples at one point, much to the satisfaction of our new onlooking friends. We danced and we danced and we both became hornier and hornier. Eventually, our onlookers asked us to flash, without even hesitation my friend pulled down the top of her dress and exposed her beautiful breasts. I found myself staring at her just like the men surrounding us, I was so turned on. Some of our onlookers asked us to join.