The projections of cartoons, scaryfaces, multicolored tie die tracers, spinning galaxies and geometricpatterns.It split in the middle: a bloody rose b...oom. The eye of Sauron. Cuttingthe seam of the images she saw with closed eyes- as his atoms crammedinto her body.Behind the split seam of the fabric of dreams, a red fire brokeeverything she's known before and invaded her vision- along with anexplosion of torturous pain.And then the pain stopped, because she wasn't living anymore. As shedied, a. A loud thumpingsound resonated in her brain as Jenna's heart began to pound. Her feet andhands became icy sticks as she careened in disbelief. She was sure this wasa huge mistake. She was positive that Trisha was going to let her go. Whathappened? How did things change so rapidly?Jenna's dry mouth could barely formulate the words, but she had to ask thequestion, "W-what d-do I do with my c-clothes?" The idea of actually goingthrough with this was appalling, but what choice did she have? Trisha. I kissed her belly and her breasts, paying serious attention to her nipples. She held my head and put her fingers in my hair, murmuring 'yes yes yes.'The hair between her legs was thin, trimmed on the sides, and the outer lips of her pussy were fully closed; a smooth, virginal-looking crease. I opened her with my tongue and inhaled her scent. Her insides were pink, with small inner lips and a tiny clit. It was peeking from its hood and I kissed her there. I teased and kissed, licked and sucked,. This wasn’t one of the regular rest stops on the highway between Toronto and Montreal and I asked him where we were. He told me that we were less than 30 minutes from The Ranch. I was shocked. I had slept like a baby on the back seat for what must have been nearly 3 hours or more. He asked me what I would like and went to get us some food and drinks. I looked around. This would be the last of the outside world that I would see for at least a year. I wondered if this was what nuns felt like when.