At least he is not angry that I am reading smut, Lisa thought. She was quite upset. Annoyed with herself for her carelessness, but also miffed with Ch...is. It seemed as if she caught him snooping around in a place where he had no business being.There was an uncomfortable silence as both tried to find words. Whether it was divine intervention, a flash of inspiration or blind luck, Chris did exactly the right thing. He looked down at the page and read a line out loud.‘Claire felt his smooth. She was a big-boned, long-legged woman wearing dark, heavy homespun and a knitted shawl as well as very plain and sturdy boots. Her hair was tied back, and her hawk-nosed face radiated humor and confidence. I doubt that many women would have offered a man as big and dirty as I was a ride.I clambered up beside her after stowing my rifle, blanket roll and small kit in the bed of her rig. She offered me her hand and said her name was Fidelia. I introduced myself and told her I was a Continental. I've never fucked a grown-up man, do you know that, Herbie? Nowdon't you look so downcast, Herbie. You're only fifteen, and a boy. A very matureboy and a wonderful sex partner. But Herbie, in the long run, it might be better if youtried fucking some girls your own age." I did, Aunt Dee-Julie and Lisa-but let me tell you, you're the best, Aunt Dee. When Ifuck you, I never want it to stop." I'm flattered, Herbie," Aunt Dee said and tugged her chocolate brown skirt downover her naked ass and. They were disposable.Still for it to leave me stranded was not my plan at all. So I had to decide what repairs I would make on the road and to prepare for them. That meant some spare parts as well as my tool kit.So inner tubes but not tires went into the box. The odds were far greater that I would have tube problem rather than tires go bad. All my tubes had slime in them so I was still not likely to have a problem, but I liked the idea of being ready. If you carry tubes you need tire levers so.