That was good news, it meant that Amy's newfound fame was helping us.Since I didn't have to get dressed, I took a leisurely shower and headed to the c...r. We got to school a few minutes early, and Sam and I went to the cafeteria to get homecoming tickets. Sam went to hang out with Tom, and I proceeded to the office.Amy was undressing when I walked in. I handed her a ticket and began helping her undo her bra. "Hey, do you want to sleep over tonight?" I asked her."I'll ask my parents, but I'm. "I thought you would say that," the man smiled, releasing her nipple, "Your pussy doesn't tell lies, my dear Cindy, so I am glad you didn't either. Now stay put just the way you are while I take care of your guest Rachel." Rachel felt the stranger over her and she could feel his eyes almost dissecting her as she laid there. "Now, my beautiful Mrs. Newark, you should know by now your bindings are too strong for you to escape from, come here you. . ." The intruder lifted the. I managed a sad smile, dredging up an image of his face, as well as my fellow castaways, my thoughts linger longest on Emma’s. Oh, sweet, beautiful Emma. The berries had opened up so many possibilities, once forbidden and scandalous to my mind. Love had truly blossomed between us and for that, if nothing else, I was thankful for being shipwrecked. If only I hadn’t been exiled…The thought faded as did I, my eyes closing one final time as I slipped into a final slumber, somehow managing to upturn. Go out and have a few drinks on me.”All three sighed as quietly as they could.“Thank you, Mister Bancroft,” Mary spoke up, “I had no idea we were that far ahead.”“Now, now, don’t get complacent,” Bancroft said, “You raised the bar for everyone else as well. I think you all deserve a drink.”*Friday night was a party! They had ordered catering and laid it out on carts from the dining room and kitchen. One cart was dedicated to making vodka and gin martinis. Mary was sipping the Porn Star Martini.