"Good thing you have those catlike reflexes. Can I interest you a brisk morning stagger down the beach?" Nice idea," I said, reaching for the paper on... the nightstand. I'd found it just inside the door on my way to the bathroom. "Not this morning, though; we're under house arrest until further notice." Were we that loud last night?"He was very careful with the first couple steps, but it looked like he could make the teacher's lounge on his own. I handed him the paper and went for coffee. I sat. He was thus more than comfortable now to climb out of the car to stretch his legs and have a look around. He didn’t want to wait for Joan Simpson to catch up with them again but had decided he wanted to just start looking around by himself.“Hey, Tom! Where are you off to?” asked Hank. “Aren’t you going to wait for the manager’s guided tour?”“Nar,” said Tom. “I’ll be right. I’ll just find my own way about. That service road runs in a loop right around the complex so you can’t really get lost or. I began to lick the outer lips of her pussy starting at the bottom of her crack and working my way up. In between licks and gently chewing on them with my teeth, I used my lips to nibble along the edges, varying the routine so she didn’t have a chance to be bored.“Yes! Oh, yes! Just like that! Oh fuck!” She suddenly moaned, as my sharp probing tongue touched an extra sensitive spot. Her moans were loud enough to raise the roof, but it didn’t bother me, instead it motivated me to make her scream. Are you leaving soon?”“About fifteen minutes ... hold on ... make it 30 ... we have a flat,” Jim said.I turned and looked at the truck ... yup ... right rear. Changing it gave me something to do.While that was going on, Jim and the miner and his herd loaded $18,070,000.00US, twenty three and a half million AU, worth of gold ... a half tonUS ... one thousand pounds or four hundred fifty four kilos in the back of my truck ... plus all our gear. It was going to be a very slow trip home ... and Jim.