If there are any problems we’ll flush the system and put you back the way you were.”“OK, Colin,” replied Rosie and watched as Colin inserted t...e chips into a databank.“Let me know what you find,” said Colin, “and don’t be afraid to ask Adele or Zara for help if you need it.”“I’ll do that,” replied Rosie, already lost in her inspection.Colin grinned, “If you need me I’ll be in my cabin.”Colin relaxed in his cabin and looked around, taking stock of his ship.The Red Rose was fitted out as a Scout. In the end, we didn’t have to rush. We didn’t run into anyone else on the trail that day. Friday we went back to the park again under the guise of wanting to burn off some calories from the previous day’s over indulgence. This time there were other people on the trail. I’m not sure if it was because more people didn’t have work or school, or if we just picked a more popular trail. We thought we had gone far enough, when I had my hand in his jeans. I was stroking him, when we both thought we. Again something she had never done before. Unless he had already made her do it last night, but then she had no recollection of it."That's it, whore, suck it, suck it all off. Take my dick in." he snapped ah her some more.Deborah started crying again. Now he had called her a whore. She was no whore, and she was no slave either. She was Deborah, a school girl who really did not want to be here. She wanted to be out with her friends and having a fun time, she wanted to be home, with her family,. We arrived at the clubhouse, it was a run down old pub. There were a lot of motorbikes and old vans and cars parked outside and a lot of noise coming from with in. We parked up and they took us all inside. The inside wasnt much better, full of smoke, dirty beer and food covered tables, and the bare floorboards covered with spilt drinks, food, bottles, fag ends, and god knows what other substances. It was full of at least 30 or more rough looking men and about a dozen women, the men aged between.