"Doug felt that Jake was holding back on him again, but he said nothingabout it- 'there are to many secrets in this group.'"Coming up behind you," Dou... told him.There were two of them- early twenties, fair shape, looking for action,wanting to party.Jake shut them down, and snarled them away, then laid back on histowel, put on his sunglasses, adjusted his half shirt and the bikinitop under it then drifted off to sleep.*August 24th, 2014, Sunday at 1610 PSTHis body was wrapped in a sheet.The pit. Mumbling something about so sorry, I stop him by placing a finger across his lips. I kiss him softly. My hand runs down his chest, I believe this is the first time I have ever touched his cock that it was not already rock hard. I slowly stroke him and feel him begin to harden. He reaches down and pulls my hand away. I look at him confused.“You don’t have to serve me baby girl, not after what I let happen to you.”“Sir, what John did is not your fault, please let me serve you.”“Yes it is, I. His lip trembled.She smiled at him; it was a cruel icy smile. The smile sent shivers downhis back.They smiled, as he looked at the various articles of clothing laid outfor him on her bed. He looked at what he was going to put on andadmitted they were sexy. He liked the white lacy marywiddow with garterstraps and matching nylons with hearts embroider on the top. Then therewere the bright red high heels. That was it. Peter asked, "Where is therest?" Peter, That is it. You will look very sexy,". I was watching some crappysitcom when an emergency news bulletin interrupted my viewing."We've had some disturbing reports coming from the Chem-Tech facility,"the anchor said "What do you have for us Diane?" The picture changed tothat of Diane Wheatley, roving reporter for the news, stood on a roadthat I recognised. It was the main road leading towards the nearestmotorway. Behind her was the army, blocking off the road and setting upfences."Trevor, I am twenty miles away from the Chem-Tech.