Judging from the light through the windows, it was just after sunrise. He was normally an early riser, but this morning he just lay in bed thinking. T...e previous forty-eight hours had been a whirlwind of activity and experiences. He was surprised when he did a recap of the last two days at how clear his memories were.In his mind, Caleb walked through the steps after he had exited the canyon, on his way to the camp site again. Yep, he remembered everything the same as last night. He reviewed all. Hell, I have cuckolded a few husbands myself over the years.” “But not with them knowing?” She said as she looked away from me. I shook my head, “Not that I know of.” “I guess I had better go now,” she said getting up to leave. I reached out for her arm. “Please stay?” She sat back down. “Look, I am more than willing to be part of your fantasies,” I told her, “At least there is no irate husband to look out for.” She smiled and shook her head, “That’s for sure,” she said. “I had better. Maybe the corpse on the mattress wasn't the original owner – just someone taking refuge for a while. Was the original owner still alive? What if he came back? She smiled to herself. “My boys will soon take care of him if he does.”She considered a more thorough search of the cellar, but weariness was getting to her and she needed to sleep. After all, she had been scavving all day, walked many miles, and just been fucked senseless by five wild dogs.She sat curled up on the filthy mattress, and. It looked like a massive steam roller barreling directly toward us. As we looked, the trees on the opposite lake shore were lost from view in the inky blackness of the churning horizontal cylindrical cloud. Maxine started barking.Dee grabbed Brenda's arm with both hands. "It's happening, Brenda! Now! We have to do it now!"I stood, mesmerized at the sight of the approaching storm. I glanced at them curiously. "Do what?"Brenda tore her eyes from the spectacular sight, turned to me, and stripped.