?Ok head outside to the shower?, Brad ordered.There were two shower posts outside the stable designed to wash 4 girls at a time. ?Arms up?, commanded ...rad with practiced routine. The girls raised their arms up and Brad proceeded to lock their wrists cuffs above their head. He placed the two sisters right next to one another so they were just barely touching and began to wash them. He started with having the showerheads spray them with cold water, most girls would have screamed at this however. The soldiers that were sent to deliver her had not been kind. They had harassed and groped her as they pleased, though fortunately they had not actually forced themselves on her. She was never allowed to be alone. Bathing and using the bathroom turned into shows for the guards as they watched her strip and clean herself. If she had been allowed a weapon, she could have taught them a lesson in manners, but she had nothing. Not even a copper to feed herself.Her guards delivered her to the gate of. Evans, with their mother lodged in our jail, and no other family hereabouts, we’l have to place your children in foster care. Now, if you can arrive here in a day or two, and ask your court to fax a current copy of the custody order to our office, well, I suspect that we will have to release your children to you.”“Sergeant? Are my kids OK?”“Yes, sir, they are fine! They have asked about you, several times just while I was with them. Oh, and, if you would, when you arrive here to pick them up,. "Have you ever, you know, gone to bed with another girl?" she asked Laura, softly, seriously.Laura looked down, afraid she might blush from shame, or excitement, unsure of how to reply. "Once," she nearly whispered. When Camille said nothing, she plunged ahead. "It was so good I never dared to try it again." Really?"Now Camille sat down on the sofa next to her. Laura could barely stand the temptation. Her head reeled from the lovely perfume. Camille's sensual lips were only inches from hers..