There's no marker. A'moth said she thought Havika would have wanted it that way... An old Roman general once commented, better to have no grave marker...and have people ask why there wasn't one, compared to having a marker and having people ask why it was there... I jumped back to the plane about 7:30 AM. The women had finished their talk with the girls and had opened the plane. Everybody was standing around outside and the girls were getting a bit of exercise exploring the cornfield. The plane. . anything special?" she asked with a leer in her voice and on her face.I leered back and said jokingly, "I'll take a slave sandwich and a side of thighs. And I want to sit between the two of you as I eat it." Then I went back to my computer to work some more on the redacted message files. I heard my giggling sisters dash past my door and down the stairs. I closed out the file and went downstairs to join them for supper.They were nekkid! And they were wearing their ribbon collars.Like one of. “I want to warm you from the inside out.” Oh yes, my Reid was back. I pulled his lips to mine with one hand and grabbed his cock with the other. As our tongues lashed sensually against one another, I rubbed his head along my slit to get it wet. I lined it up with my entrance, then pulled Reid's head back to look at me. “I want you to take my body and use it, Reid,” I said, staring him fiercely in the eye. “I want you to make me scream. I want the fucking neighbors to hear.” “Of course,. She seemed to be very inquisitive about that. Wynona told me how pretty and sexy she thought I was and I told her that she was too. In a few minutes she softly took my hand and said, “Girl, come with me.” I allowed Wynona to take my hand and lead me down stairs where there was one empty bedroom. She eased the door closed behind us and stood with her big blue eyes inches from mine. At that moment I felt so attracted to her. Within seconds we found ourselves in a deep passionate kiss. Our tongues.