I could feel the warmth of her hand through the nylon and her soft touch only made my cock twitch. She looked me straight in the eye, for the first ti...e since she walked through the door. Her hand moved around behind me, and softly touched the nylon encasing my ass. Her small hand ran over the back of my pantyhose, her finger tracing the line of my panties. Gently her finger ran along the outline of the fine mesh rear of my panties, following the high leg line and moving towards the front of my. I was wrong. Every time she made a mistake, it turned out to be one of us that was to blame. She seldom confronted us directly for our mistakes, she just reported it to the out of state owner without worrying us with it. Last year the owner came down from upstate, and fired a man for making too many mistakes. There was no way to prove that he wasn’t at fault at all. The only thing he did, was to tell Lisa, our boss, that she was wrong. The owner was in and gone before we realized, the guy was. Our wageswere NZ$900 (ish) but our tips came to NZ$1650. In effect our stay inAuckland had cost us nothing, in fact between the four of us we werenearly NZ$4000 up!We loaded the bikes, as all our gear was very lightweight we could geteverything on the bikes. (Including our backpacks AND Charley's guitarshe simply was not leaving that!)The hire shop gave us a suggested route map with distances the route wasa logical sequence starting from the north of North Island, all aroundNorth Island to the. At this hour there was scarcely anyone on the roads. Macro therefore felt instant distrust when he saw five men loitering on the side of the road. They jumped up and tried to block the road but Macro was moving fast and he was ready. His long sword killed the first man before he could lift the javelin he carried. The second man was run over by Macro's charger while a third attacker's feeble defence proved ineffective and his head rolled into the dust. Then Macro was past the ambush.Ten minutes.