I was celebrating being promoted and had a few bucks in my pocket and a massive hard on. I went down to pig alley and went to several bars where the ...ocal girls were doing their version of Go Go dancing. Most were without tops and their small breasts with erect nipples were glistening with sweat in the tropical heat. My cock was certainly not softening in that atmosphere. A fairly tall girl approached me. I am a nipple fan and her's were extended a full inch above her small but firm. ” We dressed and went through our canned goods and each found something we liked to eat. We drank a couple of warm beers to celebrate being alive, finding the gold mine, and finding each other. We were enjoying the afternoon together when I heard the plaintive whistle of a Bob White Quail, a bird that does not live in the South American jungle. I returned Cool Dave’s whistle, and a moment later he walked into our summer home and sat down before us. He was dressed in his normal attire of camo. "Oh, really? I don't think so. Good girls obey their elders. GOOD girls do as they're told."Kelsey paused, confused. There was something missing here, some connection she wasn't making, but it was true her parents had always expected her to do as she was told, had praised her when she did and scolded her when she didn't."In fact", Mister Aakarshan said, "I think you're being a very BAD girl."At the words "bad girl", a tidal wave of despair hit Kelsey, so hard it nearly drowned her. All she knew. He just gestured threateningly with the rifle at the box. I touched the purple crystal and jumped in as soon as the door appeared. Then I punched the interior button and the door re-materialized. Now that I knew the sequence it wasn't so frightening.When the doorway re-appeared I stumbled out. I checked myself out trying to see if anything was missing. Suddenly, I found myself engulfed in a great big bear hug and then abruptly released."Are you okay? Oh God! I've never been so scared in my.