He had seen it before but each time he saw her naked it was like the first time.She looked like a dream, wet hair, no make up, her body warm and pink ...from her shower.Small orange freckles across her cheeks and tits. Hard pink nipples. Her lips so soft and kissable. Flat stomach. Shaved pussy. Long legs. And the worlds perfect ass, small firm, and round. You just wanted to grab it.He took her by the hand and led her into his room, pushing his shorts off as walked.He pushed his mother down on his. I needed some better direction and someone I could trust in order to go in either direction. My fear now was that my phones might be compromised. My regular phone would be monitored too if the sat phone was. This was scary.I went to the small suites and into Lena's room. I was hoping her cell phone would be in view. It was. I took it and went back to the kitchen. This hopefully would work. I called Sam's cell number hoping he would hear it and answer. The call was punched off the first time I. " Is she hurt?" asked Papa Smurf."They didn't touch her," said Chernov, "But the emotional toll is a different story." I best speak tothe smrufs about this," said Papa Smurf, "Will Smurfette be fine with you Chernov?" She'll be fine," saidChernov, "As a precaution, I have her under suicide watch."Once again, he was being protective. Papa Smurf soon leaves as Chernov follows him out. I wound up falling asleep in Rachael's arms, and eventually slept through the entire night.The next morning, I. As a novice driver then, I jammed on the brakes, which guaranteed a ditch visit as the wheels locked, forming a pure slick sheet of ice under all four wheels. Somehow, at that dangerous moment on Highway 216, I knew not to hit the brakes and lock up my wheels.With my brain and heart going 100mph and my car at a safe 20mph, I thanked God that the angle of the road was working in my favor on this next semi-wicked turn. I felt a whole lot better about the remaining five or so miles of my journey.