Now cursing those same road gods, he backed and turned, went forward and turned again, until he was able to head back the way he had come. He had only...traveled a half a mile before there was another blinding flash of light. Suddenly, his windshield exploded, and everything went black.When he came to, he was wet, cold, and his face was in pain. His windshield was gone, and just inches from his head was a huge tree limb. Rain and wind tore through the hole where the windshield had been. A couple. “I’d really like it if you started,” I said back.She looked confused, but at the same time, she came back toward the bed. She leaned down, and her hair fell to my face. It tickled. She pressed warm lips against mine, just for maybe two seconds, and then pulled up a few inches, to stare into my eyes.“Thanks,” I said. I reached up and tweaked one of the nipples poking through her shirt. I did it very gently. “I do want to see them again.”Her eyes got round, and she stood up quickly. She looked. After the movie or whatever, we would go back to her place. While I made her favorite drink, rum and coke, she would strip down, put on a shortie nightie and sprawl on the side of her bed with her legs wide open. I would hand her the drink and while she drank it I would get down on my knees and pleasure her with my tongue. Sometimes she even watched TV while I did it. My relief was jerking off on a newspaper she put on the floor.Anyway that was all over now because we were getting married.The. "Where are the ladies?" the Asian one asks his question right on top of the first."Are you alright?" Was the dark one's question, his concern for me is sweet.I can feel my grin get wider at their questions."Yes, I am fine" I answer them in turn "The ladies are in the old guard shack back at the entrance. They are ready to go home. I am off to get Gwen, And I am glad to see you too." I add as an after thought.There is some more confusion and odd comical facial expressions from the men at my.