I dress for the inside of where I’m going. So I wear shorts and short sleeves a lot.If I think there is a remote chance of getting stuck somewhere, ...I dress and pack appropriately. I even have a “Oh Shit” Kit that have a change of clothing, basic med, several meals and means to prepare them, basic toiletries, water and weapon. All in an Army Backpack.Who needs all that crap, Darian? I carried it for two years, rotated supplies faithfully and nothing happened. One day, a blizzard dumped about two. My father did swear me to a sort of secrecy, all the same. He said that this new fangled AV, (which was not unlike something he had devised in college, way back when) was actually rather a good lay, and he was ordering one for himself to take on the longer trips. It would keep him from going nuts with his robust sex drive. “But don't tell mom!” he emphasized, “as she might get jealous.” He couldn't resist trying my toy out before he had wrapped it. “It can even be heated!” he enthused. . There was more than enough lube on it so I wasn't being dry-fucked but there was still some exquisite friction. It would have been better if it was real flesh rubbing against the million nerve endings in my ass.My wife positioned herself so she could continue fucking my ass and suck my cock at the same time. Her free hand was slick from the lube so she stroked my cock and made it all shiny. And then my cock disappeared into her mouth. I was getting ass-fucked and cocksucked at the same time.. Theobvious solution was to use a spare set belonging to Emma.They waited while John went downstairs and called Liz. Emma's new top bunkalready had bed clothes (the ones she had been using of late). Michelle'sbottom bunk just needed a pillow case and duvet case. The duvet and pillowwere over to one side."My life is really beginning," smiled Michelle. "I know I'm a girl now." Yes you are sis, yes you are," said Emma, taking her in a hug.Liz was soon entering their room and admiring the bunk.