Sammi, I’m going to need your help.”“Help with what?” she whispered.“Umm, it’s hard to say. He’s put me in a potentially exposed positio...n.”“You mean, like physically exposed?”“Yes.”“But it’s part of your top-and-bottom stuff?”I paused, caught by surprise that she was familiar with that slang, “Yes.”“Then maybe I shouldn’t interfere, like?” she asked.I stopped, not quite sure what to say. Then a thought occurred. “How did you get to sit here, next to me? I’d guess this show has been sold out for. "Kelly was wide-eyed. "Are we there, then?" Sorry, Love," I told her, "We've got another four hundred miles or so to go." I guess I'd better feed you guys, then," she said. Lunch in twenty minutes or so." She turned and went below, though not without a glance at the grey smudge on the horizon.With a fresh south-westerly driving Farsight under all plain sail, twenty-four hours saw us off Weymouth, though we were too far out to actually see land. We did see a Condor Ferry crossing to the Channel. I figured the only place she could be was her parents's house. That was about four hours away, but I didn't know where they lived. They had always come to visit us.After a few minutes of searching, I remembered that we had ordered some books for them at Christmas. I found the shipping address stored in our Amazon.com account, Mapquested directions, got in my car and drove off without even packing anything.The drive was miserable. I cursed and screamed at other drivers. I whipped myself into a. I quickly pretended I was asleep so I wouldn’t have to do any chores. He walked in to me laying across the bed, staring at long sexy legs leading up to booty shorts on with cheeks on the verge of popping out. “What does he want? I’m trying to text. I hope my phone doesn’t vibrate.” I feel a hand touch my leg & start to rub it up, down, & in between as best he could. Moving it up my leg to my ass gripping it. Going back down between my legs to my pussy. “Oh tell me he isn’t.” As Im thinking this.