She took it in her palm while I continued to caress her. My fingers traced the seam of her tights, a single line cutting tight against her panties. Th... nearly moist warmth of her crotch thrilled me even more than her hand on my cock.I followed the seam of her tights and moved my hand up and over her belly, then my fingers pulling gently at the elastic to angle my hand inside and down inside her panties. I felt like that young man I once was, excited and made dizzy by the prospect of new. She asked me about the place. I said this is called Pub. This is the happening place for youngsters. I said since you are new to city life, I wanted to show you this. She smiled and kept quiet.I said we can stay here for a long time and enjoy the music and dance etc. Then I took her around and picked up some starters for time-pass. I said drinking is common here, everyone drinks. Then I got two drinks for us. She said, no, I don’t drink. I said, don’t worry, I won’t tell your dad, you can enjoy. Stopping at the kitchen door, Angie trembled. Unconsciously, she leaned over and rested her forehead against the glass-paned door. Six years was a long time. In point of fact, it was a whole world and a lifetime of pain gone by! Damn the waste and loss! Damn you Bradford Garrison for the lost joy, the lost love, and the lost dreams for a bright, happy future!A movement from inside the kitchen caught Angie’s ever observant eye. A man clad only in an oversized bathtowel was stirring embers. " He handed Carmen the prod. "This man is not a Commie but he thinksthe General is a crook. Is he a traitor?" "Yes." said Carmen. "Torture him then. Press the end where you want to shock him and then pressthe button." Carmen's hands were shaking slightly as she took the prod. "Start with his cock." he advised. As Carmen pressed the prod against the victim's cock she felt strangely excited.When she pressed the button and he screamed loudly she suddenly felt more powerfulthan she had ever done.