"In my old school district in Atlanta, the buses had all been equipped with GPS tracker units on the roof. You couldn't get lost, even if you had trie.... Here, you had to depend on the radiophone if something went wrong; or, on your cell phone. Remembering that mine was dead gave me a new, seasick feeling. I pulled it out and flipped back the lid to check. It was dead, completely. It had died in my pocket. I couldn't even call my folks to tell them what was going on."Fuck," I muttered. Any. But it was time to close the store so I was in hurry….she left but she gaveMe a naughty smile, I looked @ her and I didn’t think anything about it. Days were passing and she was coming everyday now, sometimes twice a day whenever she bent down to pick something I used to stare at her boobs they were so big it was hardly to control but @ work I had to. Recently in January one day she came to me with her stuff and b4 leaving she gave me her number on $ 1.00 bill and said if I want to come over. It truly was a fine gift that the banker had given them.They traveled for three days with no problems. The elevation was tolerable and the mules did okay, as the wagon was not overloaded with stuff. About four in the afternoon of their fourth day out they were following the trail across a flat, mesa type plain. As they approached the eastern woods, a tree fell across the road. David thought this strange, and insisted the women get into the wagon and get out the two Greeners. He also had Jessica. As we continued to whisper and lie on our backs, I rubbed my hand along the inside of Emma's thigh. She tensed up for a second and then closed her eyes."I love it when you touch me like that," she whispered to me."Oh, yeah? How about like this?" I whispered back, slipping my hand underneath her shorts."Mm," she mewed quietly as I slipped a finger into her wet pussy."You've got to be quiet, baby." I looked back at Rachel and noticed her breathing had slowed. She had to be asleep by.