...he looks back.No one is there.....Patrick rotates the desk chair around and grabs the handles a little bit tighter as he look's around. Standing up...he gives every inch of the basement a look....he doesn't find anyone. He puts his hand on the back of his head....he can't come up with a rational explanation. He deicdes to just head back upstairs and keep what had just happened to himself.After dinner Patrick sits at the end of he and Samanthas king sized bed and pulls a couple of boxes closer,. An hour passed and she returned carrying 3 shopping bags but one thing that striked me was the amount of cucumber she had. At first, I didn’t ask her because I would later find out why she had so many and then on that very same night I found out why.I was still awake at around 11.30pm, sitting in my room, then I needed to go toilet. So I went and when I finished, I walked past her room and noticed that her light was still on and her door was a little open, enough for me to see through and not. The scout advised them to hunker down in slit trenches and wait for dark. He was sure that they could escape then, but, for now, they had to control their panic; otherwise, they would all be dead very soon. The soldiers pulled out their entrenching tool, a small shovel, and tried to dig through the hard dirt and rocks they were lying on. They worked for an hour and hardly scratched more than a few inches into the concrete-like ground. Finally, they just gave it up as an impossible job. All of. I wasn't in great shape. I had a layer of fat. So you couldn't see my musculature all that well. My abs were hidden. But I did have a little definition. Kelly's eyes devoured my form with lust twinkling in their depths. "You're so hot..." She began grinding against me, her butt teasing my cock, while her cock mashed against my belly. She let out a little, girly moan. Her pretty lips parted, and her eyes closed. I could only watch in wonder for a moment, but I knew I could do better. I leaned.