Everyone laughed.“Okay, Zeke check your shields.”“Greenlight.”“Tell Bell what you want.”“Bell, take us to the moon.” The ship started ...ising.“You control the speed. Go up to 5% until we clear the atmosphere. Watch your scanners, we don’t need a 747 trying to occupy our air space.” The ship leaned back putting everyone against the backrest, “Everyone double-check your safety harness.”“How fast is 5%?” Hitch’s Father asked.“About as fast as the fastest jets in the world.” Frank shared.Many. And the bed proved most useful on that day. I will describe what happened on that day. She was wearing a full sleeve brown T-Shirt and a blue jeans on that day. We had agreed earlier itself by messages that there would be no holding back this time and we will do everything except actual sex, i.e., inserting the penis. She had agreed and accordingly, as soon as we entered the bedroom, I locked the room and asked her to sit on the bed. As soon as she sat, I sat near her and removed her T-Shirt.. I poured the first round and from there on, I did not see another drop. Whatever it was troubling her, it made her drink an entire bottle of wine it was a weird situation for me. We were sitting in silence, she’s downing the bottle and I’m wondering how to tell someone 10 years my senior to put a cork in it. The empty bottle resulted in two things. Anjula ma’am got really drowsy and really drunk. She was pretty much in another world and I think she might have forgotten I was there at all seeing. Melanie was in the shower shaving her legs and cunt in anticipation of their arrival. They opened the door to the shower and dragged her out, still soaking wet. They made her follow them on her hands and knees into the bedroom.This was Melanie’s new life now, and she had made adjustments to her lifestyle to continue it.“This fucking cunt belongs to us now,” Damien said.Melanie nodded that it did.Damien slapped her across the face hard. He expected her to say the words out loud and agree..