Astrid cursed the gods inwardly, how could they let this happen to her? Were they really amused by this? They must be mighty bored to torment her so. ...agnar stood a few mere feet from his bride, who was still so wrapped up in her own thoughts that she didnt even hear him. He had been focusing, mostly, on her face, but when he finally realized that she wouldnt notice him, he allowed himself to feast his eyes on her delectable young body. Astrids running and stumbling through the forest had taken. He was grasping one of my breasts, sending electricshocks through me, and I was acutely aware of something hard and quiveringtouching my jutting ass. 'Oh no!' I thought in desperation and somehowmanaged to get out, "Get away from me, before you, before I-", I trailedoff, but the extreme fright in my voice did seem to have some effect onthe man."Sorry baby, I just couldn't help myself. You're just so hot-"He had started to draw away but then started fondling my tit again as hisother hand. Mel looked mystified but followed us down into the living room.Britt said, "Mom, we're going to get Missus Thornton for lunch."Mom nodded and the three of us left for next door. As we went out of the door, Mel said, "How did you know that was your plan?"I shrugged. "It just felt like that's what we would do."Britt said, "Hi, Missus Thornton. Would you join us for lunch? We need help in eating it all!" Thank you, Brittany. Mel, I understand Chad. He's wherever Brittany is. Why are you tailing. "So where you headed?" the younger one asked to break the tension."Eventually I plan to make it to California, but it's along ride on the Tomos. I have only been about two hundred miles so far," I admitted. "I have no idea when or if I will finish the trip." You all alone?" Marg asked."Yeah, just me," I replied."Are you camping along the way?" the younger man asked."Some, the plan is to camp a couple of nights, then stay in a motel one night." So how in the world do you manage without anybody.