“Let me give you incentive.” I shrieked even before I felt the cane stripe where he was right behind me again and then sprinted, the pain dulled w...th such wild terror adrenaline while he laughed wickedly. “That’s better.”Now I knew I was going in a circle, back the way I came, but each wall of plastic looked like another. I ran through it a few turns, trying to think straight enough to remember the turns I had taken so I could figure it out. Right, left, left, right, left. “No!” I shouted it in. I'm disappointed until you move up, straddling my face. Before pouring rum down between your tits, you tell me, "you're going to wait til this reaches my pussy, and then you're going to lick it up and you better not spill a single drop." Then the cold liquid is running down your body and your nipples are hardening from the chill. I start to lick up as much of it as I can, running my tongue across your pussy lips over and over. Once the rum is no longer flowing, I know I should stop, but I. She had both hands on her pussy and her fingers were holding the lips of her cunt wide open."JESUS!" Would I make a good whore?" Sandra giggled. "I've always wondered what it would be like to be a whore. Would I make a good whore?" You'd make a lousy whore," Scott laughed, "but you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen." I don't know whether to be angry or feel complimented," Sandra said."Why not a little of both?" Scott chuckled. "You're even more beautiful and sexy when you're. "I knew you'd come, I just knew it!" Your hair looks stupid," Ricky says, cautiously returning my hug. "It'smuch better long." I laugh as tears flow from my eyes."How did you know how to find me?" I ask."I knew Robert lived in Leeds," Ricky explains, deliberately avoiding anyuse of the words 'dad' or 'father'. "Mum called me the second you wentmissing, I immediately got on a train to Leeds. Monday and Tuesday Iwalked all round the city centre, today I was all but ready to give upwhen I heard.