Well, for the next few minutes anyway.”The woman leaned close to Kirstie’s ear and spoke softly and crisply. “By the time they have finished wi...h you that little ass of yours will be quite as open as your sweet little cunt.”The menace in her voice was solid even though she spoke so gently and the result was that Kirstie started to sob as she turned her head towards her tormentor.“Please don’t let them do this. Please.“Them ?” The woman’s voice rang with laughter. “Them ? I’m going to have. His face resembles something human, but longer, more animal, and His narrow eyes glow yellow in the dim cavern. My eyes are immediately drawn to His lower half where there stands an erect shaft as big around as a man’s head and as long as His arm. With a thrill I realize that I will soon take it deeper inside myself than anything has yet been.“Give yourself to me,” He commands.“Yes!” I nearly scream, all six tentacles still thrusting wildly. “My body is yours! Take me!”All at once He is upon. But she did remember that suddenly Leslie popped up and asked her, whispering to her ear so others wouldn´t overhear:"You´re very lovely Gina and look so great tonight. I would like to invite you tomorrow. Is that alright?" Gina looked into her big blue eyes. She wanted to scream "Yes, please!" but embarrassed, she only nodded. "Fine" said Leslie, "Thank you for your invitation, I loved to see you again. I pick you up tomorrow at ten". The rest of her party disappeared mostly in a haze. She. She walked towards John holding a mixed assortment of colored wildflowers. She looked to be about his age, and did not have the clothes of the field slaves. She was a petite girl, just barely clearing five feet. She must not have been a field hand, her face and hands showed no signs of it, John noticed.When she was only a few paces off from John he could make out the sadness in her features. She was quite attractive, and the smell of the flowers she held only added to her allure. John thought.