‘Oh God, Mom, that’s amazing! Are you on the pill?’ ‘Silly, I never have been. I’m allergic. The whole family is!’ If I thought I couldn�...t be any more horny, I was wrong. I didn’t want to be, oh how I didn’t want to be. I didn’t want to give Lucy the satisfaction. Maybe if I hadn’t been ordered. I loved a powerful woman, but whenever anybody tried to boss me around, I wanted to rebel. It didn’t matter that I loved my mother. It didn’t matter that I had never felt this good ever. I wanted to not. Over the past month word about this group of rich men had reached deep within the marsh community, and that attracted more women.The persistent colder weather reduced the fashionable amount of skin that was shown by women during the summer. The winter attire was fur sarongs worn by both men and women. The pelts were fine fur but overall the clothes looked primitive and shabby. The villagers still wore their brown or white linen clothes, but they wrapped sarongs around their hips for the. Elaine was very complimentary and at some point during the meal, I got 'volunteered' to go help Elaine install some shelving in her garage on Saturday. I'm still fuzzy on how that happened, but I was too distracted for some reason to even realize it right away. By the time I did, it was too late to avoid it. Shortly before Elaine left, she used our bathroom and I was taking something to the back bedroom when she came out. She didn't say anything, but when she squeezed by me in the narrow. She took stock of herself. Her whole bodyached but nothing seemed to jump out at her. She rolled onto her sideand tried to push herself into a sitting position. It hurt to move, butagain, she felt no restrictions."Laura? Can you hear us?"The team, she thought. "I'm down here," she called. "I think I'm okay." Laura, it's Collin," a new voice called down. Collin Timmons was thehead of the research team that Laura and the other grad students wereworking for. "Are you sure you're okay?".