Suzanne stopped on top of the dam... scant yards from my hidey-hole. She put down a woven tote bag she had been carrying and then spread a beach towel... I had the option right then of emerging from concealment and offer a quick, 'Hi and bye' and be on my way, fishing gear in hand. She would be none the wiser for my spying.The dam was the only bright sunny zone in the entire wooded acreage. Suzanne made her 'move' before I could make mine and be on my way.The young woman immediately pulled her. I also observed crying for attention to the state oftheir diapers, and all of them also cried if they were hungry." This isn't a natural occurrence?" I asked.She shrugged. "Not normally. Maybe if there had been a severe headtrauma incident, or a case of a stroke, or a long loss of oxygen therecould be some of these symptoms, but not all of them." What else did you find?" Well using some of our scanning technology," a screen pulled up thenand a scan of a brain was shown. 'Victim A' was labeled,. Rachel moaned and ground herself against John's mouth. "Oh Fuck! Eat me!" she squealed. John pleasured her, licking and sucking on her clit. It had been years since he had done this, and he was going to make the most of it. She was delicious and her body was telling him that he was doing it right."Oh...oh....I'm cumming," she moaned as her body shook in orgasm. John kept licking and sucking her as she came. Rachel kept grinding her pussy against John's mouth. She rolled off of him a few minutes. ... She knew she was in deep trouble. ACT THREE.... Erin felt someone close by as her dress was cut/torn off her. She screamed and yelled but that got nothing but a group of laughter. She listened. Who was here? how many? whats happening? Her bra was cut away and she knew she was in nothing but stockings and heels. Strong hands grabbed her and lifted her. She was carried struggling, looking down at the floor but could see nothing due to the hood over her head. Next thing she felt was a hard.