It's hard to imagine that kind of thing taking place in this country but it probably happens more often than we'd like to believe.Two towns earlier, I...d located a bookstore and bought a GED prep manual. We'd been working on that for a couple of hours every evening ever since. While the math part didn't come easy for her, she worked her butt off and began to make good progress with fractions. Algebra would be next. Since chemistry was my major, I figured I was the right person to tutor her in. Clara ceased her struggles immediately. The Cyber-Planner chuckled darkly. ‘But this should be much easier if you remain still.’ Mind racing, Clara remained frozen before resuming her exertions. The Cyber-Planner laughed again. ‘Mate in five moves.’ She felt him switch hands on her wrists as he shrugged off his jacket and heard zipper tines slowly separating as he lowered the fly of his trousers. Lifting Clara’s skirt up over her hips, the Cyber-Planner slid her knickers down below her lovely. The factthat the forest produced no sound, but the steady drip of water from thetree branches where it had collected added to the misery of the scene. No birds sang. An occasional raven could be seen - all silently,malevolently, inspecting the small procession passing underneath them.The rider was slumped in his saddle, letting the horse follow any pathit so desired, and did not see the dark gloom of the castle rise upbefore him as if by magic. The horse stopped at the huge obstacle inits. .’‘Oh, it’s the right time,’ Pete replied, mentally adding an – I hope – to that, but not burdening Kimberly with that detail. Instead he whispered,‘If I was to piss into your mouth, Kimberly, do you think you could swallow it without making a mess?’‘Sir!’ Kimberly exclaimed, ‘I really don’t think...’‘Just answer the question,’ Pete urged. Kimberly blinked, pouted, then shrugged,‘Of course, Sir... Yes, in theory, I think I could do that, Sir... I’ve never tried, but drinking your piss this.