Ron had worked on Brenda's boots and she seemed to be having little trouble with them. As usual, Ron took the lead and the sled helped to clear a path...for her. She still got smacked occasionally with a branch. The terrain was rocky and they seemed to be going to a higher elevation. Ron kept his eyes on the terrain. He did not want to have to climb over a mountain. He kept on the lookout for the easiest way through the woods. Brenda was doing better each day and she had learned a lot about. "Oh, he loves that shit, girl," Linda said harshly, her throat filled with passion. She was getting close to cumming again.Kathy had now replaced one finger with two and was now going knuckle deep, slapping one ass cheek and then the other. Then I hear a familiar sound; the power pellets in a poppers bottle jiggling back and forth rapidly."Here, baby, sniff some of this," Linda said, opening the bottle and holding it to my nose. She held one nostril and told me to breath deep through the other,. He was always very good to me, bringing wine to my room and spoiling me with his gentleness as he had his way with me. He loved to have me lie still while he teased me all over with his tongue and feathers, sometimes fur gloves. He made me crazy with desire for a good hour before finally fucking me or having me suck his beautiful cock. One night he told me that he was being transferred and our time together was about to come to an end. He asked if I'd indulge him in a long time fantasy of his. ‘Here, asshole. Take the Goddamn shirts and get out of my sight.’ I threw them at Liam who caught them to his chest. He looked at me like I’d just lost my mind. ‘What’s your problem?’ ‘You, you piece of shit, you’re my problem!’ I closed in on him and he backed up. I looked at the shirts he was holding and my eyes narrowed. ‘I’m sick of the way you treat that girl. Did it ever occur to you, that maybe you could take care of your own fucking laundry?’ I reached over and grabbed the receipt off.