It was as though she been hypnotized, thought Mary, carried along helplesslyby the older woman's forcefulness and efficiency. Only six hours after the...rfirst meeting ? their only meeting so far, she remembered now ? Mary had wokenup chained to the kennel where she'd been ever since. For the first time shewondered why Elizabeth had found it necessary to drug her at all; she couldhave been led on a leash to her temporary home, Had something been done toher which had necessitated her. ..Ly...fuck...I’m gonna…cum,” Charlotte moaned. Charlotte’s legs began to buckle, hips began thrusting, forcing Lyra's fingers deeper into her sopping mound. Lyra pulled her two fingers apart deep inside of her best friends pussy, spreading her open even further. “Make my fingers disappear,” Lyra groaned, as she pushed a third finger inside of her tight hole, opening her up even further as she felt Charlotte's orgasm approaching, her pussy contracting and squeezing her fingers.Lyra bent. February 12, 1983, McKinley, Ohio“A week from tomorrow we’re going to a party at Milena’s house,” I said to Clarissa on our way to Latin.“Why?”“Do you remember meeting a couple of girls that night I sang? Laurie and Jennifer?”“Sure. Black hair and blonde hair. Cute. Why?”“They’re bisexual.”Clarissa laughed, “So THAT’S what you meant! Finding me my first lover?”“Only if you’re OK with it, obviously. I just asked Milena if she knew any girls who were lesbian. She laughed, because apparently being. It looked like he had a tactical holster on his left thigh that would have held magazines for an assault rifle, but all that was left was part of a magazine case. The saddle was still in fair shape but most of the bridle was torn apart. Two-Feather cut the saddle free and we took it with us back to the truck. Orlando reported to the helicopter and everyone back at the ranch houses heard what had happened as well.Things settled down and soon we were busy back to work; cutting, baling, stacking.