"There are about 20 men at the farm but I also found out there is a bunker they can hide in. I've sent a man to get the building plans so I can know w...here it is and how to get access to it." Where is the farm?" Carlos barked into the phone. The voice told him and Carlos growled, "text it to me then get that information about the bunker to me ASAP." Yes sir," the voice said in a near panic before hanging up. Moments later the phone beeped with an incoming text message. Carlos copied the address. "so whats a pretty girl like you doing out here alone, you not got a man" the tall dark guy said to me? "just a girls night out and i have a boyfriend" i said as he then gave me a cheeky smile and put his hand on my bum with a tight grip, "i have a boyfriend" i giggled as he used his other hand to grab the back of my neck and moved his lips to mine forcing his wet tongue in my mouth. His hand on my neck made it that i couldn't move away, not that i even tried as i accepted his tongue with mine.. White walls, oak flooring, mid-century furniture and vibrant prints on the walls, with plenty of natural light flooding in. It was like a Grand Designs house. Whilst I stood on the mat gawking, Jenny was taking off her trainers – obviously a no shoes house! – so I did the same. “Wow. Nice house,” I commented, “This is really amazing.”She wandered through the double doors at the end of the hall. “Come on through Christy,” she called back to me, “let’s see if we can get dried off.”“It’s. Masturbating in a public place, even if there is no one around, is almost as good as masturbating in public.But then I heard someone coming, so I decided not to unzip and waited to see who it was.It was a woman, mid-40s, I suppose, not unattractive with a east european look about her. She seemed a bit lost and nervously tried to ask me a question about where the bus was going. Her english was not very good and it took a while for me to work out what it was she wanted, but I did finally work out.