<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Peter had the impression that the right side was less dense packed and he rolled rock after rock down from the pile. Alice helped as good as she could, but it didn't stop her from teasing Bull.  <br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"We stopped for a quick fuck before we came for you. Happy now?"</span><br/><br/>Peter looked over to her with his mouth open. She tried to push the rock over the edge, when the answer came from the other side.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Not at all, I would have preferred we would had a threesome here. I know Viking most likely said, that your ass is his, but I would have preferred your juicy pussy anyway..."</span><br/><br/>Peter grinned and they continued rolling rocks from the blockage, when a dirty and blood-crusted Thomas arrived. With the two men working together it went quicker. Alice simply tried to put the rocks to one side, until Peter looked down to her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Alice, do you think you can operate the communicator in the safe room? We should give an update before they believe we are lost too. And then return here and don't take a nap on the bunk. You know, I..."</span> It took no additional words. His eyes told her already enough how worried he would be with her gone.</div>