We all sipped it and talked about how wonderful it was here.Stacey and I made our nightly walk to the latrine ditch and watched each other pee. Then w... got in our tent. To our surprise Mom had zipped our sleeping bags together like hers and Dads were. The two bottles of Brandy were on our bed along with Stacey’s birth control pills and a bottle of water.Stacey stuck her head out of the tent and said, “Good night Mom!”I heard Mom say, “Good night Stacey! And be careful!”Stacey swallowed her. She was swirling her tongue around my dick and was fondling my balls.She started rubbing her tongue’s tip on my dick’s tip which was a very new sensation for me. I held her head and forced my dick deep till her throat and came in her mouth like never before. I was just hitting spurts after spurts in her throat and she was gulping it down even though she was gagged. I could see her eyes turning moist and red because I was gagging her.Without giving me a break, she started sucking my dick again. There really were dark circles visible through her bra."My arms feel like dead weights, and my stomach is fluttering. How much did I drink last night?" "Are you kidding!" I gulped and nearly told her she hadn't drank a drop."What happened? I must have been blitzed. Oh Hank, I hope I didn't ruin your birthday." "You don't remember?" The last thing I remember was you blowing out your candles." I-I had a g-great time, mom. You just got a little carried away." I improvised. Some of those ideas from. The notches also displayed a thin red line around the periphery. She supposed the line indicated the door below was locked, possibly protecting her from danger. The answer to why the console--and therefore the gate—was disabled lay hidden behind one of those doors, she imagined; also the means to remedy the situation. Regardless, she must get out of the palace. She’d perish from dehydration in two days time, otherwise.Grabbing her parka off the floor, Rebecca removed the journal from the pocket.