Thank God.I answered the phone to find that it was my Mother. She had decided to call to find out why I hadn't called her in the past two days. The fi...teen minute call was riddled with questions and prodding, but such a thing was expected of a Mother who's first-born had moved away from, less than two weeks before.I couldn't help but grin when she used her most common excuse for making sure I was okay: "As far as I knew, you could be laying on the side of some highway!"I'd avoided the topic,. If she went back she wouldhave to wait for dawn. Came the day, she was ready. The weather forecast was perfect:cool at night, very warm during the day but survivable, and no moon that night.Sue Ann selected her equipment carefully, put it in a gym bag and put her bicyclein the trunk. She had set off on her adventure in the afternoon, three hourslater she arrived at the mine shack. Out came the duffel bag containing herrestraints, and a small metal lockbox with the extra keys inside. The box. He started out slow but soon was going at me like a dog in heat. Then I remembered I didn't ask him to put a condom on but it was to late soon he was filling me with his cum. He then pulled out and put his pants on and got another beer. I just got my panties and put them back on and could fell his cum leaking out of me getting my panties all wet and sticky. Next he walk over to my phone a made a shorty phone call. Then he gave me a beer and took my had and said come to my room. At this point I. " Hey, are you two doing it?" Peter asked out loud."What do we tell him?" Whitney thought to me."Not yet," I said out loud."Oh," Peter said."This is really neat though... " Whitney told them. "We're sharing our thoughts sorta like I do with Liz." So?" Beatrice asked."But its different with a guy, and its more direct too. Its... Oh, WOW!"I grinned as I continued recalling the sensations I had felt during one of Tim's three ways, my mind automatically initiating the links on its own without me.