"I'm telling you, I'm not crazy, I really change. The military did itto me!" Mr. Bagman seemed worked up. The doctor sighed and tried tocalm him down,...he didn't want a hysteric, crazy man on his hands."Mr. Bagman, why would the military possess a chemical that turned aperson into a sex starved beast? And furthermore, how did you get awayfrom the 'military scientists'? I'm sure they didn't let you just walkout. Your story is disjunct, Mr. Bagman. Please, get help." No, doc, they didn't let me. Behind the pile of boxes at the far end of this damp dark garage I've managed to break through a small gap, it's just small enough for my skinny little body to squeeze through.I've also hired the garage plot that backs directly onto this one so I have 2 garages back to back with a concealed entrance linking them together.I go to the fridge and take out 12 tubes of frozen cum I've extracted from previous prisoners here.There's a rack above the bench that you're crucified on with slots just big. “Oops,” Sandy said. “Sorry, Ang. That was a bit over the top.”“Can we PLEASE drop it?” I asked, doing my best to sound firm but not exasperated.The girls were all quiet for the rest of the short drive to the lake. I did my best to have a good time, but it was difficult not to think of Jocelyn. Sophia asked me to toss horseshoes with her, Robby, and Lee, and that helped, because I was focused on the game, not to mention the fact that neither Robby nor Lee knew anything about the situation, which. She closed the door locking it, the "Closed" sign still showing in the window. It was just after six. "You're up early," she smiled tossing a quick glance down at my crotch as she made her away around the counter, coffee already well on its way to being ready as they had it on a self-making timer. "About another five minutes on the coffee is all," she told me, putting two cups and two saucers on the counter."Yeah, surprised I am," I told her, meaning it both ways, as I'd hardly gotten any sleep.