'When does my punishment begin?' I asked. 'this evening when I call you back' he warned. He then ended our call. I waited and waited for him to cal..., he didn't. He did talk to me on Yahoo messenger. He said I was to do everything he told me to do. He started by making me touch myself outside of my baby doll pyjamas, stroking movements up and down, he told me to continue doing that until he said differently. After about ten minutes he said 'take the shorts and panties off and lie with. I also recognized that this Latin was not the same as the Latin that Father Rupert had taught me, though it was similar. It seemed richer and fuller than any I had ever heard. As I listened to others nearby, I understood all they were saying. But all of them were conversing in Latin. Not one word did I hear, of my native English."Tell me what happened, and where am I?"My Latin was good, as I practiced all the time reading and writing from the Bible in Father Rupert's rectory. He had coached me. I felt my entire body tingle at his attention and I was thankful that I decided to wear panties for a change. Thinking that somehow the innocent driver would be an outlet for the lust I felt boiling up inside of me, I made sure to “accidentally” brush his arm with my breast as I handed him a cash tip. I don’t know why I thought that! Every time I think that just doing something naughty will quell my desire, it only serves to fan the flames more.The driver drove away leaving me and Thomas. Her eyes wandered across the room to the soiled mattress where Cash and Pop had raped and ravaged her, kneading her body into tortured balls of humiliated flesh the night before. And now she found herself muttering a silent prayer--a silent pleading that Billy wouldn't let them do that to her again."It's getting late. Don't you think we oughta head to bed, honey?" Sylvia's voice suddenly broke through the heavy silence.The gang leader remained morosely silent, but the others responded by moving.