"No I am good." Although Amy could tell she wanted to say more. Damn her shitty confidence.The rest of the evening proceeded as usual, but around 7 o'...lock, everything changed. Amy didn't see what had happened, but she heard it. Rounding the corner from the stock room she saw the woman get up and leave in a hurry, dropping a book in the process."Awww come on." Brad groaned."What?" Amy asked and then she saw it."Bitch just spilled a shit ton of creamer and just got up and left." Brad said."Awwww. It would be good if you all were ready then, and didn’t show up for dinner smelling like you’re a bunch of sex crazed women.” She smiled a bit. “Even though those of us who know and love you know that’s what you all really are.” She shut the door firmly behind her.I looked at the other ladies, a rather bemused expression on my face. “I think we just got our marching orders. Let’s get ready and quickly, shall we?” I refused to answer any of the questions I was asked while we cleaned up and. I tried to turn over but the shaft was too small. I leaned my head back and saw Chance at the top of the shaft. I tried to scream, but I was too scared. I just watched as everything slipped away and my body bounced along the dark corridor falling deeper and deeper.It felt like hours but after the shaft twisted and turned a few times, I was suddenly free and falling. I landed on a jagged pile of stone. My head bounced against something hard enough that I saw a flash of light. My right arm. And looking back on it all now, I’d never even masturbated yet. I was such a dork. I thought playing with my bumps was as hot as you could get. Okay, I’ve stalled enough on this, Diary. Here goes. The First Evening. After Tuesday night supper we watched TV for an hour. I sat on the floor while Mommy and Daddy sat on the couch. She asked him at one point if he wanted some popcorn and he said no, honey. He asked her a little later if she was ‘prepared’, and she said yes. Diary, I.