I didn't feel comfortable saying yes but I did out of nothing better to do. We walked and talked about how school sucked. Brett, the 9th grader, was m...ch taller than me, he was skinny like me and was pastey white too but he had long dark hair and wore thick dark rim glasses. He had really bad acne and didn't seem to have many friends. We entered his house and got two pops out of his fridge before heading to his basement. We hung out and played Atari for about thirty minutes. I wasn't very good. Laura had now been in this cabin several times and she found it odd that she had never noticed how out of place those curtains looked there. Of course, she had always been otherwise occupied while in this cabin. Josie pulled the curtains aside and revealed a giant screen TV behind it, out of which she pulled a connection wire before turning it on (had she not, the Andersons may have been shocked to see their cabin appear on screen). "Henry, get me the laptop under the bed quick." As Josie said. When her breathing began to slow somewhat, Don moved around in front of her and moved to give her a hug. But to his surprise she tried to press herself against him, rubbing her body against his, wrapping her legs around him so she was hanging completely by her wrists. "Fuck me, Lover," she cried as she broke the kiss. "Take me down and fuck me hard."Surprised at her continued high state of arousal, but certainly not disappointed, Don lowered her arms. He released her wrists from the ceiling. Then David let the illusion fade slowly away.They stood there dumfounded. With all the things they had been rehearsing in their heads, from mayhem to martyrdom, they simply had not considered the possibility of that happening. They stood around silently, digesting this new development, until the next wave of people - the newly opposed Pures - arrived. When asked about Angel, the would be attackers just waved mutely down the path. The new group saw that there were no signs of a struggle, and.