"And thank you for loving us," Melody kissed him hard on the lips. Standing back up she cheerfully hollered, "I win!" and the other two started giggli...g.Marlin wrote his truth-teller politely thanking him for the information and letting him know what they were trying to do.For the next two weeks they heard nothing from Margret. Melody wanted to write again but Marlin convinced her to wait for at least another week.Marlin did make a few trips during that time and each time with a different one. We’d be going past it this time. Our trip to Mt. Wrightson would take just under seven hours. With her in sight, I let myself relax and enjoy the trip. I loved being outdoors.Today, Rachael was wearing jeans and a plain white T-shirt, her steel-tipped boots on. But yesterday...She’d worn a short skirt. I hadn’t seen it before and it was beyond nice. It was sexy. Turquoise, with white lace trim, the loose material managed to cover her to high-mid-thigh leaving her long, slender legs. As he turned, but before he stood up, Melinda stepped back into the cube to allow a delivery to pass, so when Jason stood he came up very close indeed to Melinda. Close enough to fully enjoy her scent, to feel the warmth of her body, and to look deep into her clear blue eyes. A bit embarrassed to be that close to a stranger, he tried, unsuccessfully, to step back but the inner wall of the cube kept him from moving very far. At least he could see more of her face and wasn't so far inside of her. One hand made its way to the waistband of her boy-shorts, a single finger teasing the skin above her panties. Again, his words come to mind, prompting her to fetch her tether while she splayed the other in place, pressing and warming her lower stomach. “I think you need to find your little bell on a tether…and slip it inside these black boy cuts…and let your hands roam…and explore till you've soaked these little panties with spent pleasures… wetting them with devilish hungers and.