I was, in fact, seated in a rather comfortable chair, gazing out the window of my corner Starbucks. My coffee was on the low table, inches from my lef... hand, with steam escaping from the opening in the dome lid. My newspaper, opened to the weekend lifestyle section, was spread before me.I was hit, nearly overwhelmed with two sensations at once. First was disbelief - could it all have been a dream? I was just where I had started and nothing seemed to have changed around me. Paranoid glances over. She gets me to watch the quiet days when we’re not expecting many customers.’‘Ah. And here you are getting fucked on company time. Naughty girl.’ She chucked and moaned again. ‘Yeah. No one has been in but you. I’ve been bored.’ She looked at me through the mirror, trying to focus on me while her body gets thrust forward. ‘Didn’t take much to get me to misbehave.’ Her words and time were arousing, as well as the eye contact, and after giving her shoulder a quick kiss, I started picking myself. ’ ‘I know, but it will make me think I’m doing something useful. We can then go for about another hour through this reasonably clear terrain when will have to stop for the night.’ They reached the badlands and prepared camp. Ned was standing away having a pee when he distinctly heard a male voice yell, ‘Stop’. There was a brief pause and then, ‘Come back or I’ll shoot. I can see you Amy.’ Suddenly Sally was at Ned’s side. He was shaking his dick and almost jumped in fright when she came up. "I guess this is just a children's toy. I don't know it, but my girls probably could tell." Handing the artefact back to the farmer, she bids him farewell and continues on her way home. When she arrives at her suburban residence, she has already forgotten about the peculiar incident.When Jenny walks into the kitchen next morning after showering, dressing and doing her make up, she feels an unfamiliar tingle throughout her body. She senses that she is missing something, but she has no idea what.