The staffing was minimal too - it appeared to be just Sandra and two men with cameras around their necks. After I reintroduced myself to Sandra I trie...d a joke about the lack of infrastructure, “Did you guys think of renting some port-a-potties?”“You’ve got the woods over there if you need them.”I thought about the instructions in my old Boy Scout handbook about how to dig a field latrine but I didn't think Sandra would want to hear about that right now. She directed me to join the rest of the. I fell on the bed. This was the bed where it would happen. Where my fantasy would become real.It started with hands. I felt a pair of hands on the buttons of my shorts. I felt another pair of hands grope me through my tank top. I looked up and saw Devon between my legs and Rick’s hands pulling up my tank top to reveal my orange bra. I wished I had thought to put on a matching bra and panties, but I don’t think any of that mattered to them. All three of them looked down at me, their eyes filled. I felt you sway and sensed, rather than heard, you moaning softly as my fingers rubbed gently. All too soon you smacked my hand and said' That's enough for now'. Disappointed but happy with what had happened I carried on meandering through the country roads. Gradually the road grew narrower and very few cars came in any direction. 'Somewhere around here will be nice if you can find a spot to park' you yelled at me. It took another 5 minutes before a suitable site was found and we pulled off the. “More problems.”I spun the chair around so I could look at the bridge entrance. The two men who had been speaking were standing in the doorway glaring around the room.“Welcome,” I said, pretending I had not heard their comments.“Why am I here?” the man on the left said. He was middle aged with extra weight hanging around his waist. The man had a scraggly growth of facial hair that looked like it had not been shaved in five days.“Well, I ordered every member of the crew of Corsica to attend a.