"Simone motioned to me and I ladled out two portions, one for her and onefor me."Mmm it is good Grandpa. I think I know what it is," Simone declared a...we both ladled a second portion into our bowls."You'd better ask Morag. She cooked it," Grandpa Weston added.Morag arrived with the main courses for herself and grandpa as shesettled beside the old man Simone spoke to her mum."Is this what I think it is mum?" Yes darling, go on, tell your beloved Michelle."Simone turned to me and. Tom was still sleeping there, it was folded out pretty much all the time now and made up as a bed, Tom was the lump under the sheets that rose and fell every now and again. Hes fine, cleans up after himself, cooks for me, and sleeps till noon whenever he has a day off. We smiled looking at the lump under the sheets but decided to let him be while we caught up with one another. Ashley had been with the same guy since our last year of secondary school, which meant it was nearly a four year old. “Do you still have a connection to the GPS satellites?”“Affirmative, Sarge. They’re leading us pretty far from the original coordinates, and they’re swerving all over the place, I’ve been keeping track. If I had to guess, I’d say that they’re trying to make us lose our bearings, but I don’t think they know that we have global positioning.”“Either they don’t want us to be able to find our way back, or they’re really anal about keeping the location of their village a secret,” Simmons mused. “We. ”A low laugh wells up from deep down in her abdomen. I can’t help staring at her beautiful tits shaking as this somewhat demented laugh finally bubbles to the surface. “Well, buddy, I may be coming to the end of my… ‘endless string’ here, believe it or not. I really do have to be able to walk out of here tomorrow morning!”We are side-to-side now, and my hand once again slips up to her breast. I massage gently, slowly making my way to the nipple. My index finger traces around the areola,.