Damn horses. Someone should start inventing a car right now. We entered the wood without speaking. One of the soldiers a head of me in the line was w...histling a wonderful Highland ballad. I knew it was that, because Cien hummed it himself and Tilda said it was his favorite song. I was suddenly tired, and I had no idea why. I yawned into my hand and shook my head, trying to make my drooping eyelids stop drooping. I was half asleep when they attacked. The mystery soldier was knocked from his. I feel the warmth, the roughness of your palm. You part my delicate lips with your fingers, spreading me wide, until it is gaping open, as if waiting to be filled. One by one you insert you fingers inside and thus begins the sweet magical dance. I gasp, my body so hot. "Oh, please Master - let me cum," I moan in desperation, my tongue loosened by my drug-induced state. "My pussy is so wet." I hear my voice, before I realize I had even spoken. All at once I am horrified as the realization washed. The woman stood up pushing the hem of her dress down as the other stood wiping her mouth then they both walked passed me as I headed towards my wife. "Yes. A miners hut" I said, "Lots of old tools and furniture " Let me see ". I watched the women walk off down the path as mind dreamed of what might have happened. My wife will take photos of everything documenting our holiday for friends and relatives to see on Facebook. I followed the women along the path down to a sheltered canopy at the end. “What ? Are you saying I should be a lesbian, Elise ? Oh that’s great, as if I have had enough shit in my life, you’re now suggesting I should be gay!”Elise stood her ground and said that she wasn’t suggesting that her friend should be gay, but could have a girlfriend if she wanted, until another man came along.“You mean play around.”“No Victoria, just listen to me. It’s tough being a woman, so, if you feel you need relaxation, then I’m just suggesting that I could be there for you. I’m not.