There’s something in here with us.The witch’s eyes fly open. Her first reaction is to roll over to see what it is, but she fears that such a start...ing action might end in something bad. So instead, she just lies there for a moment, trying to keep her breathing steady.What are you doing? Get up and see what it is.Pushing Hazel’s voice to the side, she tries to listen to everything around her. There is a lot of noise from other prisoners in other parts of the dungeon. Luckily there are not any. I kept on loading my purchase into the truck and he stayed there standing behind me. I noticed that he would alternate between looking at my tits and my ass, depending on which way I was facing.Now I didn’t get dressed up real fancy just to go to the store. A thin white cotton tank top cut off jean shorts and a pair of slip on tenny boppers. If I remember right I was about a 38-40D back then and that cotton tank top didn’t hide much. Low cut and thin. The shorts were a pair of my husband’s work. A short drive later the taxi pulled up and the three guys urged me to get out with them. This was not my home, of course.Their house was a typical bachelor mess. I wobbled precariously in my heels as I stumbled on something that had been discarded, but the nice guy grabbed my arm to steady me. "Come this way, I'll find something warm for you to wear." He offered. I let him lead me off up a short corridor and into a bedroom.It was dark in the bedroom, and when he let my arm go I tripped on. Somehow I scribbled my number just in case you wanted to get hold of me. You left, I don’t know why, but you seemed embarrassed. I wanted to take that away, I knew the reason why you had broken down, and I wanted to help. My heart wanted me to help you. I heard about the accident and did everything within my power not to visit. I walked past the hospital all the time thinking about you. When I saw a flower van I took it as a sign to see you. I arrived with flowers, and when you cried again in.