Trevor and Jolene were alone by the fire - it gave the look of someday within the early morning, and Allixon puzzled wherever everybody else had been. If either one in all of them had had staging in mind, they could not have picked a much better spot. The fire space was coated by four cameras, yielding a medium read from just about every angle.
Jolene was by the provision chest, wanting back over her shoulder, telling Trevor.
That if he didn't think he was brave enough for her, he only had to say so, and she'd leave him alone.
Trevor had finally had enough because he moved so quickly that Jolene let out a startled gasp. Trevor grabbed her shirt and pulled it off over her head, and stuffed the end of it in his waistband. He thrust her bra up over the top of her breasts and closed his han
