She kept her pace at a slow job, but whether it was her imagination, or reality, she felt as though she was close to outrunning Ugly. When she came to...a river, she removed all of her clothes, and dipped into it to bathe. Surely, so long as she kept moving, it should count as running. After she bathed, and dried by the cold air of night, she hopped around on a leg, until she was dressed. She tackled, and rolled, and moved as she pulled her hose into place, and then her dress over her head.. "I won't!" sheproclaimed. This was immediately followed by another whistle and crack. "Suit yourself," said Emily as she reached back to swing the whipagain. "Stop!" shrieked Jane. "Why are you doing this? What did Ido to make you mad?" "Oh little one," said Emily who dropped the whip and rushed forwardto hug Jane. "You haven't made me mad at all. I love you." "Then why are you hurting me?" sniffled Jane, tearfully. "Because you chose it, pip. You could have obeyed me but you chose. With the water running over them, he continued to pound his cock into her as she had multiple orgasms which obviously increased in their passion from the sounds that were recorded. “Why don’t I send this file to Greg on email?” Angie said. “I always like to send thank you notes to people who do something nice for me, and boy was that nice.” Sarah and Samantha agreed that Greg would enjoy the email as a way to start his day. “I wish we had a camera to watch him jerking off as he watches it.”. The office were happy, they didn't have to find additional people, and I was OK as the money was rolling in. Apart from food and travel to and from Lancashire I had no other expenditure during the week. After all even the pub wouldn't serve me. A sign had appeared on the door under the 'shut lunchtimes' notice saying 'Pipeline contractors not served here'.The only face to face conatct I had with another human during the week was the 'boy' as I called him. He would have been about eighteen and.