When staff sergeant Tyler finally indicated that it was time to go, weariness had washed the events on the train from my mind.I dozed on the way home.... I think daddy was tired too because after getting home, we wasted no time and went straight bathing and had a few quick drinks before heading for bed. There was no fooling around or other such hanky-panky. By the time my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light beat only to my drunken well-needed slumber by daddy who wrapped his bear-like. Show me how you pleasure yourself. But keep your eyes on mine.” Cynthia’s legs return to the bed. I move my chair forward, to the edge of the bed. I want to see, hear and smell everything. My face is a foot away from Cynthia’s pink treasure - - my treasure for tonight. Her red fingernails move to her wet sex. Her eyes remain pinned on mine, as I switch my intent stare from her eyes to the wet sex she pleasures. For my pleasure. Her fingers begin slowly making circles around her erect clit. A. I’d left her in a pretty safe place as long as she didn’t blow her cover. She was doing what she knew how to do best. She was trading goods and building her stock. When that girl got her own store she was going to be a terror. And I also knew now, that time had no relevance. I could wait five years of my life and return to the next day in her timeline.Boarding horses and picking up a couple more rescues kept Kyle and me pretty busy after school. Aubrey continued to spend about every other. "Are you as hungry as I am?" you ask me, nibbling your way down my neck, nipping and soothing my skin as you go.A flash of lightning illumines your face as I arch under your suddenly marauding fingers, which have wound their way down to my breasts. You pinch me, enough to make the pleasure peak with a bite of pain, and I gasp, wondering, as I do every time, why I am suddenly wet and needier than I was a minute ago."You like that, baby?"Not waiting for a reply, because you seem to know that I.