.." No, I got 'em ... thanks. And I'm sorry about before," he whispered."Not now," I cut him off again. "It's mission time."I began to take off my ghi...llie suit, and got out my knife to cut up my regular clothes. I'd be better 'honey' for the flies if I was wearing something besides combat gear. Zeus had reached into one of the cargo pockets of his pants and threw me some of my own clothes.They were a pair of my shortest cutoff shorts – real Daisy Duke style – and one of my new yellow cropped. ” he used her pet name that she often hated.She could not move her face muscles as the wounds were still hurting her, but still she openly sobbed and lunged to her brother’s chest. Clawing at his back, she wanted him to hold her tighter and tighter. As her heart ached for the things she went through, her hero was here, holding her and kissing her face. She felt his tears wash her face. She was elated. Happy. Hurt and saddened all at the same time. Bundle of emotions went through her mind as she. And maybe you should.” followed by a worrying, thoughtful sounding “Hmmm.” as he pushed his rock hard cock into her accepting pussy. For a bulky kind of guy, Ambrose was gentle in his love making. Little nips and kisses on various parts of her body kept Suzie on a foreplay high as his stiff rod worked its magic on her sex. Unconsciously she wrapped her legs tight around his body and ground against his thrusts. Leather based squeaks interrupted moans of sexual delight from them both as,. I slowed marginally to allow her to come along side. I turned to look directly toward her. She smiled gently then held up a small sign of her own. I had to strain to see it. In an elegant hand were three letters. "GAS" her sign indicated. She pointed in front of me and I let her slide in to the gap. We buzzed down the highway for another two miles until the green signs indicated a rather large interchange with gas, food and lodging. I determined that wherever this beauty went, I would follow..