We agreed on the ground rules and he found three guys online. When the big day arrived, we went to the small shopping centre near the river as arrange...d, where we waited for them. In the back of our van we had our Weber, a mattress, blanket, drinks, charcoal, meat, etc. I didn't know their names and still don't, so let's call them Tom, Dick, and Harry. Tom let us know he couldn't make it and shortly thereafter Dick arrived. Dick was a short, well-built guy with a military style haircut. Very. Mary sent me back to get the water with two women. The two women she sent back with me were nervous about going with me until I gave one the spear to carry. When we got to the cart I began pushing it. The woman without the spear took one of the poles and began to help me.When we arrived the women had begun making a meal. Mary came up to me excitedly, "Mike, Susan told me this is pearl millet! She also showed me some root plants we can eat and promised me that she'd show me how to tan skins.". That was a suggestion from East Coast Security to keep someone from erasing critical data to cover wrong doing at local sites.One by one, each day's visit by the two was taking shape and moved to a video file, and that reinforced my suspicions.I called Agent Payne, "You need to bring the senior state police investigator, the FBI and the CIA agent and come to the security office 'Now' - I have more information for you."I need to tell them something - they are on a wild hair as it is," he. Chrissie turned to face him. As she reached behind her waist to the zip she stared straight into his eyes. “You obviously enjoy inflicting punishment but can you take it?” “Now come on Mrs Bernham,” said the head “you still have ten slaps to go.” Chrissie unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing her stockings but no panties. Mr Cranwell couldn’t tear his eyes away from the neatly trimmed pussy hair. “I think I can satisfy you much better if I’m facing you.” Chrissie licked.