Although we were in no danger of sinking as long as the pontoons retained air, water was coming in and hypothermia was an immediate problem. I reached... back to Misty, and on feeling my touch, she immediately calmed down."Misty, we've got to get out, now," I said. She nodded, and said, "Mike?" I'm sorry, Misty, Mike didn't make it. But we can survive, If we do the right things, right now," I said, looking directly into her brown eyes. She nodded again, and I followed my training. We soon found. I can feel that this mind is about twenty-five miles away, but coming closer. By using the time and distance covered, I assume he, she, or it, is in some kind of motor vehicle. Because of the foulness of the mind I dare not intrude for fear of the mind recognizing my presence.From sneaking around the edges of this mind I find that the person is driving a van of some sort and he is approaching the southern outskirts of Camden, Arkansas on State Road 7. I look for a mind close to this one and can. Transmission... colors... confusion..." weresome of the words I picked out, or thought I did.Then it came to a stop, and vanished. There one moment, and not therethe next. But it was quite a while before the lethargy left me and Icould move again. It wore off for Spar first, and she shook my arm andwaved her hands in front of my staring eyes for a minute or two, askingme in increasing panic if I was all right, before I could finallyanswer her."I don't know if we're all right yet," I said. . . The object of her caresses was hidden from Susan's view, but the blonde damn well knew what Melinda was feeling. Once, when they were still teenagers, Susan had glimpsed Phil in the raw as he prepared for a bath. She remembered the strange, unknown sensations that had awakened in her body at that time. Phil's cock was the first male sex organ she had ever seen. She remembered it as being long and thick. Melinda now held a two- fisted prick in her palms."Kneel," a masculine voice.