On the day of I go to the airport, check in my baggage with my tent and all my stuff. Find my gate.There's no many people here, just me and 20 somethi...g women, their age seem to range from 18 to 26 and they are beautiful. All of them wearing summer dresses in various colors, I overhear them talk about which bands they'll see. They are going to the Summer Music Festival!After 30 minutes of working up the courage to talk to them the announcement is made, I board the plane last, they are all. Es passte einfach nicht zusammen. Ich zog meine Jacke an, merkw?rdigerweise st?rte sie meine Nippel nicht. Wir gingen gleichzeitig. Ich fuhr in die Stadt, da dort schwarzes Makeup eher zu bekommen war. Im Auto kamen mir noch einmal die Nippelringe in Erinnerung. War es vorhin Zufall? Die Jacke st?rte ?berhaupt nicht, obwohl man es nicht erwarten sollte. Denn es war kein leichtes J?ckchen, sondern eher eine schwere Motorrad Lederjacke. Sch?n warm, aber auch ein wenig steif und unbequem. Warum. No other parents had come on the ride, and he seemed happy to drive the tractor and be oblivious to our activities. As I watched, I noticed, somewhat to my surprise, that the guy seemed to be making progress with Kellie. I knew she hadn’t had anything to drink besides soda, so this wasn’t alcohol acting on her. She was lying on her back now, and the guy was semi on top of her, kissing her and rubbing her stomach and legs with his hand. He was careful to avoid her center, and I suspected she may. I pulled her to the van, lifted her up and threw her onto the mattress onthe floor. I picked up her book and the gun, looked quickly up and down thestreet, then climbed in after her and pulled the door closed with a hollowthud. "What the hell do you think you're doing? If this is some kind of game…" I didn't talk. I ripped off another strip of tape and sealed it over hermouth and she stopped talking as well. Her eyes got wild. I grabbed a lengthof rope and threw it around her ankles, pulling.