..”Cynthiamae Flintkote ... have you been stupid?” I said quietly. I started stripping her duct tapped hands.“Mmmmmhh.”“Shhh.”“JW?” I ...otioned at the other bundle.Cyn nodded“Get him loose.”Powers that Be. I need you.There are persons of evil intent on the boat.We’re all in the water at the boat.And so were they.Then we heard several sets of feet. Evidently, they couldn’t find me.“She must have gone ashore.”“She wasn’t with the others.”“Looking?”That drew a chuckle. “She won’t find them.”“What. “And you’re not getting laid?” He nodded again. “Would you like to get laid right now?” Paul nodded eagerly. “Well, it ain’t gonna happen.” Paul looked crushed. He already was semi-hard in anticipation, and the deflationary spiral was already beginning to appear. “But, there’s a consolation prize.” Barb, still astride Randy and his rocket, motioned Paul forward. She took the matter firmly in hand and gave him a moment to remember. His sperm doused her tits. Barb scooped some up on her fingers. ’ Still I stared at her. ‘So you want me to marry the guy from my dream? Is that it?’ She nodded happily. I rolled my eyes. ‘Riiight.’ I started to pull the blankets off and stand up when I realized I was naked. I let out a shriek and bundled myself back up quickly. ‘Where are my clothes?’ Maggie smiled at me as she picked her sewing back up and began to pay attention to that instead of me. ‘They were not appropriate for this time. I burned them.’ I almost vomited. She burned them?!? ‘And. Your green eyes stare out at you from your plain face. Your brown hair is muddled as always, despite your efforts. Getting changed into comfortable track pants and a loose shirt, you rub your eyes, trying to clear the lethargy of your mind that seems to have fallen on you over the last few days. Stumbling groggily down the stairs, you glance at the calender hanging on the wall opposite the bottom of the stairs. Tuesday, September 5th; you turn 20 today and look forward to a day of relaxation.