I chuckle and say somewhere special. I add that we are almost there or I would blindfold you. I slow and signal for a left turn. We are on a small cou...nty road. It seems too narrow for the van as we weave around the giant trees. I drive smoothly around each one, slowing just enough. You smile at my steady confidence and feel warm and secure, the maiden with the scarred warrior. Abruptly, the road widens into a turn around. There are some old picnic tables, overgrown with moss and lichen. It is. "And this is our bedroom." Stephanie noted that the bed was made and most things were put away. "Did he really expect me?" she queried to herself. "He didn't seem to. All the other rooms have been reasonably tidy too. Perhaps he has a housekeeper?" She kept quiet and didn't voice her thoughts on the assumption that a slave should not question her master and she would no doubt find out in due course. Her eyes took in the king size bed and some nice looking modern furniture including a dressing. "Obviously, you were never a Boy Scout."Judy wanted to hit him."Elementary signaling, 101. A mirror with a hole in it. You stand so that you can see the sun through the hole, and at the same time, see where you want to send the message. You wiggle the mirror. Dots and dashes. They sent out patrols earlier today... now Gamelin's recalling them."Judy couldn't put a finger on it, but there was a certain bleakness in Tuck's expression. He doesn't think they will all make it back, she was sure.A. And when he does finally come, it overflows down her chin and over her tits, he’s yelling out as he comes and two more men have whipped their spunk out too, the guy with her panties has jizzed all over them.Now the fucking is over and she grabs her bra from the guy and puts it on herself, loading her heaving tits away, but let’s the panties remain with her admirer. She sits up and takes her coat back and puts it on, then I skulk away before she sees me, and I head home, my head is buzzing and.