Béla lay back in the grass again and closed her eyes to aid her concentration. Her sister lay down next to her and stretched out. Béla felt the gras...s caressing her sister's body in her mind. Other images, more erotic, began to overflow into the image Elaine was trying to concentrate on.'Hey! You! The horny one!' Elaine shouted into Béla's mind. 'Later, I promise. Okay?'Béla chuckled and concentrated harder on the task at hand.Dark. Sleeping. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you ... I've doomed us. She was nearly sixteen, just a month away, and her handsome brother was coming home from his prep school to help her celebrate and to take her anal virginity as he had sundered her cherry in a tumultuous coupling she would never forget, one that took her more than a week to recover from and one she still remembered now and then in her disordered dreams. It had taken nearly two hours and had included two deep cock suckings, the second one from behind while her head hung off the side of her. “OH.” Was all I could say.“Follow me in that pickup and we’ll come back and get the next empty truck.”“Right behind you,” I said.I followed Ingrid down a dusty, dirt road, just like the one I drove on to get here. She pulled into the corner of a huge hayfield, that must be two hundred acres in size. The hay had already been cut, and windrowed once. When it’s rolled back the other way and aired, it’ll be ready for the baler. There was already a tractor connected to the baler parked in the field. I chanced a look and groaned. A stream of fuel was pouring from the tank, and puddling on the road. Under the hood, the steam from the cooling system was joined by smoke. The truck was burning, and there were two propane tanks in the camper. We had to move, and quickly. “We need to get these clowns. You go right, I go left. For God’s sake, be careful!” If we let them get the upper hand, we were dead.Sharon nodded and low crawled down the ditch, holding her rifle in the crook of her arms like a.