Whatever you wanted to call us. He was the King of the Outcasts, and he was gorgeous... 5'11 and 165 pounds with brown eyes, even though you never saw...them because he always had some type of crazy contacts in, whether it be the 'White-Outs' or some other creepy design. His hair was usually mo-hawked, sometimes he grew it out and independent spiked it, and other times he left it short and dyed any color you could think of. He had a tint of brown to his skin, coming from a half white/half Mexican. ‘the early bird gets the worm.’”Makayla hesitantly got up, took the spear from the guard and headed toward the cage door. “Wish me luck, or it’ll be a hungry night,” she called back to Jason.“Wait!” Jason said as he rolled to a sitting position. Makayla paused at the door.“Try east of the waterfall. I think the boar I caught was coming from there ... maybe there’s a pack.”She beamed a smile at him and his breath caught at the vision of loveliness she was, the morning sunrise making her glow.. Janie had come up a short time later to collect the cups and check on them. She had stood in the door way watching him stroke her daughter’s hair and holding her close. Harley had again spoken up about having her go home. ‘Not a chance in hell, she’s as stubborn as the rest of us Harley, she’d no more leave now, than I would if it was John. She was right, if she ran now, she would be running forever, and she won’t live like that.’ She came and sat on the edge of the bed. ‘I have to admit, when. ” Veronica told us.I did as I was told and started playing with myself. I rubbed my little tits, and worked my fingers into my cunt. I added a total of 3 fingers while I was fingering myself and rubbed my clit with my thumb. I wanted to cum. I always want to cum and sometimes I get denied. But this time, they said I could cum all I want.I heard them fixing coffee and breakfast, but no one said anything, except Veronica and George. I knew uncle Bill and Tommy were here someplace, but had no idea.