'Life sucks... but it's better than the alternative.' Granddad reminded me.'We need to stop reacting to their plans and start making our own. They hav... power of their own and they aren't hesitant to use it against us. It's time we hit back and kept them off balance.' my shadow self advised.'Much as I hate to admit it, he's right. The longer you wait, the more likely they'll try again. And the more chances they have, the more likely they are to succeed.' Granddad said.'Stop them and put an end. I try to shut out the voices and concentrate. I think back to the last clear memory I had. It was this afternoon, out at the mall. There was a guy there, a big guy. Kind of creepy looking, but he had on an employee badge and it was out in public in the middle of a crowd, so I wasn’t worried. He handed me a piece of paper, told me it was a free pass to see a test screening of a new movie. I remember asking what it was, but he said he couldn’t tell me. Some sort of big top secret. I recognize the. As we lay there sucking one another's cock, we were also gently probing the other's asshole. I felt Jerry's thick fingers slowly inserting up my ass. It was a nice sensation over the inanimate objects I had heretofore introduced into my rectum. It lived and moved, caressing the muscles of my anus. I followed his lead and gently introduced my index finger up Jerry's ass, working deeper and deeper. We stroked, massaged, and sucked one another to a shattering orgasm. Jerry told me about a fantasy. Wasn’t he fucking the Princess? Yes... he was fucking the Princess! What more could a man ask? His fellow slaves were grouped around him, watching with lustf illed eyes, many of them already in full erection. They could scarcely bear to wait their turn! “Fuck her... fuck her... fuck her... fuck her...” the chanting continued as the second circuit of the Palace courtyard was made. Lars continued to give of his very best! Then the gates of the Palace swung open and the roar of the mob reached a.