Another weird thought was scissors might work better, but there was something surreal about using the knife.She got off of me and, using the knife to ...er advantage, had me stripped naked in minutes. What was left of my sleeping attire was underneath me or pulled away. Then the gossamer touching started at random places all over my body. A lot of it I didn’t mind, but she found places I didn’t realize could even be sensitive. My underarms were not, but if she ran a finger on the bottom of my. At least we are avenged." Are you okay?" I guess so. Mari and I were gang raped all the way back. I hurt from that. Mari fought more and that's why they were torturing her when you showed up." As we talked, I was cranking the engine and headed back to Camp Pen. We left with lights ablaze and didn't stop until we reached the fortress.Jennifer took charge and got everyone bedded down for the night. She took me home and held me as I had the shakes.Later that evening, the door to our room opened. I want to see what YOU can do. I'm already wet from thinking about you between my legs." She took his arm and led him to a stand of shrubbery a few yards away. They had both been in the water, already, and had gotten acquainted, along with a little horse play. Now it was time to get down to the serious business of sex. Several lilac bushes made a horseshoe, with a small opening in it. She led him to the open area inside and wrapped him in a tight embrace, her tongue opening his lips and. . !”“Exactly, and to him, nothing else matters ... he’s in love with the banking industry.”“Tell me about it ... He makes a hundred and fifty thousand per year ... and then gets a yearly bonus of another three to four hundred thousand... !”“But is he happy... ?”“I would say, yes when he’s at work, but not when he’s with us at home.”“Exactly... ! But what floats your boat... ? What would you love to do everyday... ? Even if you weren’t getting paid ... that’s the key ... finding your passion....