Weather it was to surf or fish smoke out w/e. Next to My Dads place at the beach there is a public park with a trail of exercises I decided to go and ...moke out there. The Park had thick areas of trees and shrubs with little narrow walk ways I thought to be for homeless living in there. I walk in one after a couple of min in I get to A open spot with grass and a broken tree stump.I sat there rolled a black wood with weed and I started to smoke. I couldn't see throu the trees no where just at the. *I awoke early and regrettably pulled away from my darlingwife’s warm and inviting body, leaving her asleep in thetent and starting the ‘Camping-Gaz’ stove to boil somewater for our coffee before stripping off my undies andwading into the river for a wash. Surprisingly, the waterwasn’t too cold, and so I took time out to lie back inthe rushing water and wait for the kettle to boil,cleaning myself thoroughly and washing the dried cum frommy body. Seeing the kettle. All of my clothes are in the cabin. Maybe some of them ain't burned, yet."We went into the cabin and looked, but it was in a mess with almost everything reduced to rags or ashes. We did manage to find a large enough piece of blanket for me to cut a serape for her to wear. We used a piece of cloth to make a sash, but that was the best we could do for clothes for Jane. When Jane told me that there were no relatives she knew of, my only recourse was to take her to the fort. Maybe Sally could find. In her immobile state it was a non-stop loop of continuing orgasms for the rest of the day and night.At 9 am the next day, Miss Tower got out of bed with Miss Hardcase and stepped up to Paula. "How is my little mannequin doing?" She grinned wickedly. "Think you should know that Buffy is now your boss and you will be the one purring into her ear for the rest of the week. Between spending the nights as a mannequin and your days turned on by Buffy's look you'll be lesbian focus on only your work.