I hit a spell where we wouldn't be starting any new projects and everything was running as most construction projects do; like a minor riot. I called ...Bob Cassidy and explained what I wanted to do about the farm and he agreed to find out everything that he could about the farm and go with me when it became time to confront the uncle.Bob called back a few days later and said that he felt that he had all of the information that he needed. We agreed to make the trip to Idaho the next day. I. Sally then gets up and goes into the hut.She returns with a pipe with what looks like a pump and a cork. I watch as Sally inserted this pipe into Mel’s ass and begin to pump the pot of Mel’s piss into her ass. Once the pot was empty she put the cork into her arse and told her not to let any liquid out.I followed Sally inside leaving Mel tied up outside with her ass full of pee. I then join Sally on the bunk as we start to kiss she slowly starts to rub my cock hard again and explains that Mel. But it’s all missionary stuff. Nothing inventive. No real lust there. Now, me! I enjoy a long session of foreplay.’ He handed Janie the glass and sat in the arm chair. ‘What’s the point of having a gorgeous body – beautiful tits and straight, shapely legs – if you don’t enjoy its pleasures to the full? Tell me, er – sorry! what’s your name again?’ ‘Janie.’ She laughed and sat cross-legged on the floor at the corner of the chair. His candour was disarming. He spoke as though she was his closest. When trapped between the walls of an alley I found that I could easily and quickly climb the walls to the roof-tops, where loose roof corbels made ready weapons to hurl down upon my pursuers.Once I stole a spool of braided off-world heavy fishing line my success was assured. Large fishing hooks were easy to filch. I could then snatch food from the merchant’s carts under their very noses and be gone before they noticed. I managed to barter for a few decent blankets and a piece of canvas to call.