Consciousness...I missed it. I opened my eyes. The dark haired girl was sitting next to me, still clothed in that dark dress and looking at me with co...ncern. I seemed to be lying on my back on a bed. Based on the stone walls around me it appeared that I was still in that strange new area attached to my broom closet.The girl spoke: "You're...Tom, right? I'm sorry, you startled me. I fixed your skull and there shouldn't be any brain damage, okay?"Brain damage? I sat up, too fast. The room tilted. This was going to turn out to be a really interesting vacation. Ken checked the instruments again and then came back beside her. He stood next to her looking out at the ocean and casually sliding his hand across her tender ass. Alison could hear the occasional cry or scream from below, but also some sounds that more likely were orgasms. Finally she asked, "Ken, is this boat set up for this kind of play? There seem to be tie points everywhere up here. I haven't seen below decks yet, but I'll bet. Next day mai ne soch liya ke us ladki ko chod ke rahungaaaa Next phir apni two wheeler ghar phar rak kar phir bus stop phar bus ke tahar gaya wait kar raha tha us young ladki ke liye 30 minutes wait karne ke baad us ladki pooja haath me bag lekar pink colour salwar aur kameez me ayi aur mujke taraf dekh kar smile diya maine socha ki ab meri lund kko time aaagayi chod ne kaaaa maine aur us lakdki ne bus chadaa phir yesterday ke tarah us ke piche tahar gayatab meri 6 inches lund phatar ki tarah. I wanted to experience what it would feel like to fall in love in Alaska instead of in New York. For the sake of finishing my book, I needed to explore Alaska. Never having been on a motorcycle, deathly afraid of motorcycles, now as if I was a female version of Peter Fonda as Easy Rider, I’d love to ride on the back of a bike while holding my Alaskan man around his waist. Even though I’m deathly afraid of bugs too, especially big, black spiders, I’d love to camp in Alaskan’s Tongrass National.