Dad is an important politician; my kidnappers want to send a message. And it doesn’t hurt that Dad is loaded and that they keep funneling money from...him, making false promises they’ll drop me off somewhere.I don’t know how long they’ll keep me. I don’t ask anymore.I do know that the man I deal with all the time doesn’t work alone. I hear other voices coming from where I’m hidden, but I’ve never seen anyone else.Just him.In the beginning I valued that, remembering crime shows I’d seen before. It. I went up to see Mama, right after I got home, and we spent two hours together. She was weeping, but she was still able to communicate with me when I asked her direct questions. This was a very different presentation of her depression that I was seeing from Mama. Later, Gerta told me that she thought these kind of depressions were the worst kind, because they always lasted for the longest time. When I questioned Gerta about it, I found out that she equated bad depression with the length of time. The golden shower was eating through everything it touched. It's acidic! The memory of chemistry class coming to mind. But why wasn't it eating through her skin? The other cheerleaders were stirring and moaning. The rain hadn't harmed them either. A coconut tree suddenly fell over and warning sirens sounded from the nearby ship. My god, Betty's still onboard! She thought, panicking.Olivia Queen closed her eyes trying to will the shock away. Her bikini top felt tight and it was growing tighter.. That was making it even worse. My cock had slowly gotten harder and harder, and now it was at full mast.This time it was Janice driving me nuts. She kept slightly stretching her calves. When she did this, she would also point her toes. Her legs would lift just an inch or 2 over the table, and she would hold the stretch for 20 or 30 seconds. It seemed like forever, because I’d get such a great view. After stretching, she’d roll her ankles in a circle. She had such a pretty arch in her foot..