The new interface popped up and my heart jumped when I saw eleven new messages waiting for me. The younger guys would typically send me a, “hey, how...��s it going?” or some cheesy pick-up line they’d found online, but the older guys were bolder… An older gentleman with peppery hair wrote, “You’re so sexy in that outfit...interested in meeting up over drinks?” I imagined the peppered-haired gentlemen taking me to some seedy motel room, roughly having his way with me. Another one came from a stocky. In a couple of minutes they were gone,trucks and all. In this whole time Rick hadn't said one word. I walked across the gravel bar to the river and walked in. I wanted that cum off of me. My tits were covered and the cum had run down soaking my pubic hair that was already full of Rick's cum. I rubbed and scrubbed the cold river water over my body until I could no longer feel any cum on my. My nipples felt like they were about to pop off from the cold and the thin tank top flip flops and thin. "Wait," she said, and I slowly poked my head around the bathroom door."Yes?" I asked as I gazed into the white-walled bathroom. I saw her leaning out of the glass shower, her naked body already dripping wet from the still-running water. "Get in here," she said, and I cautiously stepped into the room. "No I mean get in HERE," she said, now opening the glass door further and motioning for me to join her in the shower. I froze for a second, before slowly making my way over to and into the glass. Next question," I said."That wasn't very helpful," Dr. Nigel said disapprovingly, while Dr. Malt looked at him smugly.Dr. Malt looked at me, and then glowered sideways at the commander, willing him to do something about me.The third scientist at the table looked at me quizzically; Dr. Brownrigg, a kind-looking, overweight man, perhaps truly believed I wasn't interested in helping them. He leaned forward. "Captain Winslow's written report mentioned you were rescued in a wooded area adjoining a.