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Hot Box Chapter 4, So That’s What It’s For

Date: 11/5/2017, Categories: Fiction, Male/Female, Romance, Toys, Author: 1MTNMN45, Rating: 88.5, Source: sexstories.com

where that’s coming from.” I trotted up the passage behind her while pulling my key ring out of my pocket. I never thought I would need it until now but I had one of those stupid little single AAA flashlights on my key ring. With only the little bit of orange light from the burning leaves to assist, that little light was bright enough for me to see. Quickly I caught up with Mandy in the room with the big chair in the middle of it. “It’s coming from over here,” Mandy said as she walked back and forth right next to the back wall. “I can feel it on my legs and on the top of my head,” she said as she looked at the massive granite wall. “Ok,” I said as I looked back up the passage toward the now wide open hole. “Be prepared for anything,” I said as I began walking up the passage with the machete out to my right. “Stay here,” Mandy pleaded as she climbed onto the stone chair to peer over the back. “David!” I had to look. There was no way around it. At some point and time I had to look and find out what had happened to our would be robbers. I turned my ears up wide open and listened for the slightest sound as I approached the big column of light shining down through the hole in the ceiling. I could definitely smell the burnt vegetation outside as I began the task of climbing up the vines The damage was a little bit more than I had expected. There was only smoldering ground at the entrance to the catacombs, but at the bungalow the forest was burning at a pretty good clip. Everything ... within 15 feet of the ground was either burning or severely scorched, and the fire seemed to be moving to the east, pushing our robbers farther and farther away from us. The general plan had worked and worked well. I took a few steps out, away from the opening and found a pair of sandals perfectly aligned on the ground. Apparently, whoever had been wearing them leaped right out of his shoes when the flask exploded. I looked at the ground down near the corner by the bungalow and I quickly found scrape marks and digs in the ground where the banditos had bolted from the explosion and the awful sound Mandy had made. We were in the clear. Ever so faintly, off in the distance in front of the flames I could hear the hurried yells and hollers of the men as they ran away from the burning forest. I seriously doubt those men will ever come back here. Mandy was standing just inside the opening when I returned. She had the expression on her face like she was expecting kittens or something when I stepped into her field of view. “Did we get them?” she asked while she held her hands together in front of her breasts. I reached down and picked up the pair of sandals that were on the ground next to where I stood. “Oh yea,” I said as I turned both of the shoes around once before tossing them off to the side. “Those guys won’t be back.” My guess is that if they survived the run through the forest they would have a tale to tell similar to that of the man who had run out of here in 1522. Only these ...