Of course, I've seen my sister naked before. But that wasn't the problem. I could tell that she was uneasy about getting naked in front of Tom. My you...ng virginal sister had never been nude in front of a boy before. I wasn't about to wait for Emma to get over her bashfulness. I sat up and said, "Here. Let me help you." I reached over and pulled her t-shirt off of her, exposing her small tits to Tom's gaze. Her nipples were stiff. Her boobs weren't as big as mine, but they were coming along. Don't blame me. You denied it and preferred it this way."Now I noted a color monitor on the nightstand, obviously with a cordless connection to a TV camera in the spare room. It showed the empty bed there."Where did you get this expensive equipment? Your insane farce seems to be well planned in advance." My friend has rented it." Please calm down and understand that he must be somebody who hates me or us like hell and doesn't want to see us married. Can't you see that you are in his trap? Why. We then could attach baskets, and other containers to the netting. Then the camel’s could haul them for us.The girls had finished with their baskets, and loaded them on the backs of the two camels, and we all headed back to the cave. ‘What is this?” The shaman asked in a shrill voice.“This is our home, I killed the bear that was in this cave.” I informed them all.“There is plenty of space for the women and children inside the cave. If you don’t want to sleep in the cave, then we can sleep. I left the meeting with Laura’s sister convinced that she was genuine, but I was also convinced that she would not help me, even if she could. She would pass along the message, but she most likely would never see her sister again. It was becoming more likely in my mind that Laura Welch was dead. My plan was to continue working as if she had just dropped out.In that frame of mind I called the office of the SJL. I got their receptionist, after saying a few words, I asked for Bitsy. The connection.