More about that later.Once the sewer line was in, I built a simple pottery shitter next to the lean-to and tents that the other women and Dead called ...ome. When that was done, I built an indoor crapper with a better design in a closet in the house. In both cases I designed a 'trap' into the crapper so that smells and gasses wouldn't come back into the house. The way that the toilets worked was simple, but it worked. I'd designed a simple limestone 'coating' for the pottery that gave it a light. Move in with me. I don't want you part time any longer. I want all of you all of the time. So what are you going to do about it?" Pack my stuff in my little flat, move into your a little bit bigger one, and we'll live happily ever after." Are you sure?" As sure as you are." Yes, I am. You know, you own me too." That means I'm your sex slave," he whispered into her ear."Ohhhh, you betcha," she mimicked the woman hero in the movie Fargo.Junior was able to talk his father into constructing all. I comply and make sure to do as thorough a job as she did to me . I Leave nothing without a fine covering of oil and to make sure I do as good or better job I even make sure to rub a little in her pussy and just the tip of my finger goes up Betty’s ass. After we both are completely covered, I look to tom for direction. He is ready for this as he is standing there with the huge dildo from before. However, to my amazement he has two of them. He hands one to each of us and without a word . Rachel now had tears streaming down her face. She was small, only 5’ 1” and weighed 110 pounds, there was nothing she could do against this man. He dragged her into the woods next time the parking lot, dropping her bag next to her car. The man pulled her far enough so that she couldn’t see the building anymore. They were making a lot of noise but Rachel knew it didn’t matter. Everyone was gone now. The man forced her down into the crunchy leaves on her back. Now she could get a better look.