It was her third cocktail. She usually didn't drink this much, but she had wanted the liquid courage to face the man whom she had fallen into debt to.... But now she regretted how much she had consumed, as evidenced by the long disappeared ice cubes. Still, she felt obliged to be here, to hear him out, as she had had no luck finding gainful employment and wasn't able to pay him back. "Sorry it took so long, i couldn't find the right bag, and then Nas had to talk my ear off about the ball i missed. But if you're referring to fighting, no, she'd have me pinned down very quickly." She rose, and retrieved her bag. "Here are the sorts of things that I have in mind." An assortment of silk ties came out."For example, I might sit on your face and have you service me until I came -- except that my impression of you, Curt, is that you'll happily eat all day. A better example is my sitting on your cock, but setting the pace, which would include my not moving if I sense you are close to orgasm. No,. “Ugghh!” A groan was heard as a pretty, green-eyed brunette got out from the passenger seat, a scowl on her face. “One, I don’t need to hear about my twin brother fucking, thank you very much, Kevin,” she said. “And two,” she jabbed her thumb over her shoulder as she glared at her sibling. “Can someone tell our cousin to stop being a damn pervert, for once in his life?”A nerdy-looking blond boy caught himself and moved his gaze away from his cousin’s tight, jean-clad ass, having the decency to. Fortunately the rain quit and the sun came through broken clouds for a while later in the day, and they pulled into the first decent sand bar they could find to camp on and do their best to dry out.They were drier, if not real dry, when they pressed on the next day. For the next four days they had rain at least part of the day; the skies were almost always a leaden gray, and there was usually a cold wind blowing. Every stream they passed was flowing deep and muddy, and there was water running.