Sìneadh snapped at Eva and went for a walk alone and did not return until it was dark. Next morning Sìneadh was again sitting in the kitchen, this t...me holding her head in her hands, with a hollow resentment burning in her and hating herself for it.When Eva came in and asked what was wrong Sìneadh had to tell her. She looked out of the kitchen window. ‘I am scared of being in love with you,’ she said. A trembling spread across her whole body. ‘I can’t sleep for fear of losing you.’‘You will not. I had forbidden any live broadcast from the parking lot, in the tent or security area, much to the stations dismay; they all wanted the footage of protesters and how they were handled that would win them the Pulitzer Prize.Andy and I walked back to the chopper; the turbine was spinning up as I buckled the seat belt for the 30 minute ride back to Morton.We spent the rest of the morning putting the last of the pieces together and verifying the logistics to get everyone there for the training. That night, in the rowdy casino, they lost over a hundred dollars, before retiring to the Calico Bar, where, under the cover of the voluminous red squared tablecloth, Jas ran his fingers under her light skirt, along her bare inner thigh, to probe into Rhonda’s wetness.Trying desperately to control herself, Rhonda wriggled rapturously on her seat and reached to touch at the exciting lump in his pants. With her eyes fixed on his, she unzipped him and quickly had her hands around his wonderful. I also let my hands roam her body and messaged her shoulders, back, and scalp. “My god Keith your hands are magical.”After rinsing her hair I soaped her back and ass some more and she sighed in pleasure. I stood closer and with my soapy hands reached around to wash her tits. My hands roamed across her chest soaping her beautiful Double D’s. She gasped as I played with her nipples and she started to wiggle her ass against my cock. I moved my hands down her stomach and eventfully to her soft.