.. and no, sir ... you was right to slap me like you did. I was 'bout to start scream'en and you knocked some sense back in'da me." "'Sides" she went ...n, "you killed them heathens that killed my Pa, so if that were the cost, I consider it a bargain." Spunky little thing" I thought to myself.Maybe that's why I wasn't completely taken aback when she continued and said "But I'll tell you one thing for sure, Mister. I ain't no kid! I'll hold my own when you take me to Ft. McMurray."As I sat down at. You're going to obey me. You are going to be rehabilitated, Krystal, his voice darker and more menacing than his expression.He leans down to me on the bed, his face only inches from mine, "You don't want to end up like those poor girls downstairs, locked in padded cells for slitting their wrists. I tried to help them. Really quite a shame... and a girl like you, still in denial, still an addict, no one would think twice, finding you with your wrists slit open, bleeding allover the sheets, your. Jean was well aware that she could hardly, if at all, control herself any longer. The erotic pleasures had reached beyond her physical powers of defense. She had become enraptured, unwantedly so... but certainly! Her resistance had so diminished that it was hardly a memory! Instead, she found herself flailing her head wantonly from side to side as he orally fucked her, lashing and sliding his long, hot lingual member deep up into her now openly clasping vagina, while in abject disbelief she. I don't know how long I laid out there, but next thing I knew, it was sunset and I was really cold. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, marveling at the idea that I'd dozed off. The wind picked up and I shivered; suddenly my little clearing wasn't very friendly anymore. I shoved my feet into my shoes and picked up my things, hustling down the path with the creepy feeling that something was watching me.I breathed easier once I was inside, not that I thought I was any safer, I just knew where possible.