"Oh, I should be out of here by seven anyway," I said, "that'll give me time to get home, shower, and change my clothes." Okay, I'll set the alarm for... six. That'll give us time for a quick fuck before you have to go," Kris said with a devilish, little smile.We cuddled in each other's arms and drifted off to sleep. The next morning we not only screwed like rabbits again, but Kris asked if I could make it back again that night. I did ... that night, and the night after, and the night after that.. "Well I want to be able to cum more than once, I guess you could say I want mental control over my junk. I want to finish when I say, and be able to go as many times as I wish." Something every man wishes for."As with anything mental it might take some practice before you have complete control, but the multiorgasmic thing should be instantaneous. Let's test it out." Nathan had to admit that turning this beautiful creature down was difficult , and now that his dick didn't hurt he found it even. He did and was on his way to the hospital in a Mexican jet to the Puerto Vallarta airport.The six men were in the Humvees going to the latest staging site – a wire fence prison where further interrogation would take place. I would have to depend on the men there to do that. The Doc had just returned home from Mexico and I didn’t want to ask him to go back this quickly. But - they would meet the Doc soon.On Thursday the Doc and I would be in Matador. I would be there to watch the arrival of the. The river is pretty narrow where we need to land, but we have to get down to look at the water first. Some times there's a big old log right in the middle of where we want to land. We'll see. They also have a strip we can use if we have to. There's almost enough snow still on the ground I could have used skis."This landing was tricky. We made a pass down into a gorge with the river at the bottom. We checked and it looked clear. We had to fly out of the gorge then back in the other way again to.