We cleaned up the cabin before we all drove home and rode our trikes to breakfast. I even spoke to the SMP officers. "Did you get those reflectors for...your uniforms?" I asked."No, but we did get our jack boots out of storage," one said and the others laughed."You are a fucking psychopath," Jeremy said with a laugh."I for one love it," Alice said. "Do you expect to hear from Martinez today."No idea, he could easily sleep all day or be in the hospital emergency room. If he went there the cops. There was a towel strewn over the mattress and a jumper at the top which she supposed was a pillow and blanket. She placed the jacket at the top near the ‘pillow’ then wriggled under the hammock and ‘blanket’; there really wasn’t much space. As her eyes grew accustomed to the light she could admire Louis’ figure really well from underneath him. He had strong shoulders and a large chest; he was sleeping in just his boxers. She flinched as she turned on her side (an old rib bruise) she turned. This is where you’ll be staying. My room is the one right next door, so you’ll always be a short distance away. You step into your new room. It’s enormous. There’s a queen sized bed in the center of the farthest wall, facing a large flat screen tv. You have a giant wardrobe on the right hand side, and on the left, you notice a separate door.“That’s the bathroom.” Says Kim, as she gestures for you to follow her in. You walk inside only to find the most incredible bathroom you’ve ever seen. The. None of us had ever done anything like this. We sat there talking for what seemed like forever, no one knowing how to make the first move. My husband was rubbing my leg as we were chatting, and I was getting a little buzzed from the wine. I turned toward him a bit on the couch, to give him more of my undivided attention. My husband started rubbing my shoulders as we were talking; it helped to put me at ease and make me more comfortable. Without me noticing (probably because of the wine), he.