“What does she want me to do?” he wondered. Hesitatingly he cupped one breast in his hands. “Finally” she murmured. Slowly he started to knead... the breast and could feel the erect nipples through the shirt. He decided to chance the next move although the dark voices screamed that it would be a mistake. Slowly he started to unbutton the shirt , and Susan still kissed him, maybe this was not such a wrong move afterall. With a shrug of the shoulders Susan let the shirt fall to the ground. She. You wanted to know where you are? You are in ‘nowhere’, literally, the middle of nowhere in the jungle.” I eased my head down and closed my eyes, tears streaming out of them at the thought of people wondering without knowing.At that point, he went out and brought back some food and water. We ate, then talked some more. We introduced ourselves formally. His name was Sam James. Why he was in the middle of the jungle alone? Death by jungle. He recounted the concept of a felon not wanting to go. The thought fascinated me and I soon realised that my dick was half hard and I was stroking it. Perhaps Alex was already in the shower naked, flogging his meat. It was easy for me to visualise Alex in the nude, our bodies were so similar, except in one respect. I hadn’t seen any real sun for a couple of months and my skin was pasty white whereas Alex still had the gold tan which he brought with him from down under. My dick was fully hard now and I was giving it a thrashing. The thought of Alex. This was supposed to be a nothin' sort of job, one that a body could do in his sleep. Well, I don't do nothin' in my sleep but sleep, soz I was ready for trouble ifen it showed up.When I got to the ranch, I was invited in fer dinner, since it was just gittin' on to noon. Them was real nice folks, and I enjoyed a mighty good meal of roast beef and all of the fixin's. We was just having desert, a peach cobbler, when a rock came flyin' through the window. Now, good glass is expensive, soz I could.