Unfortunately for Carole, some time before this, she had taken to wearing her knickers OVER her tights, as she thought that if she bent over in a shor...t skirt, men would prefer to get a flash of her panties rather than her tights over her knickers. She had no option but to comply, and so she slipped he knickers off-----all very well, but whereas Delphine was covered by her knickers, Carole was fully exposed as the tights she had on were thin ones without a reinforced gusset. She said she could. Not as if she was seriously trying to teach them anything these days, truth be told. No, Ruth had been totally right and Miranda was glad she'd listened to her best friend. She'd become quite capricious and blatant about the whole thing too. So much so that even Ruthie occasionally got a little shocked on hearing about her latest Dax exploits. A pleasing role reversal there!" ... all of which caused writers to want to explore these issues."Still talking, Miranda turned and perched herself on. Instantly she decided to offer a token resistance and tried bucking the man off her body; deep inside she knew it was futile and strangely she was glad it was. For this was the nearest thing to her minds latest fantasy as she could get, she just hoped she was safe and would be returned home when they had played out their fun.Now the hand was pressing against her cunt, the motion of the van was causing the hand to rub against her clit and she silently thanked the fact that the bag hid her. He opened his pack, and from its depths removed a string bag of round dark objects.“I was told that your Chief had asked for these round roots from the hills to the south.”Chief Numa was asked to come, and she looked at the bag in surprise.“That means nothing to me. Perhaps it was John who asked.”John was sought and appeared shortly thereafter. Shown the bag of roundish roots, he exclaimed, “Potatoes! I had given up hope of ever getting my hands on them. Are they in good condition?” He held up.