The only civilization in sight was the gas station, but that was about good minute run further down the street. I told myself that I already gone this...far, I’m not turning back. My heart was pounding. I pulled out my phone. Three text messages from him.Him:3:40AM - I’m in the red Honda.3:42AM - Where are you?3:44AM - Are you still coming?Sheesh, I thought to myself.Me:Is that you? - 3:52AMThe car’s head lights flashed twice. When I got to the car, I knocked on his window. He rolled it down and. Comfortable enough to slumber upon, certainly. I considered my situation, looking for a viable solution to my dilemma. The door, for that’s what it was, I was sure, was meant to be opened. Perhaps a clue was hidden behind the glowing lichen. Or even a trigger. Carefully, I began to explore further, using my fingers to test the growth, pushing and prodding, pausing on occasion to taste more of the bittersweet treat, enjoying the memories it dredged up. Passing time reading a book in the. No one was shy today and no one was making any effort to go silent. The foreplay started. Nisha was moaning when Raghav started licking her nipples and pussy. Their young sexy aunt started making noise too. Both the boys were on top of their girls and Nisha’s hand touched her aunt’s hand.They did not try to move. After a few minutes, Nisha felt a hand on her beautiful breasts which was not Raghav’s hand as Raghav was fingering and licking her cunt She was shocked but soon realized it was her. Most of the female slaves would probably not last five years even in the best possible circumstances but Margaret was determined she would survive long enough to get a fast horse and find her future in another direction.She already had a handgun hidden in her folds of clothing and she was long noted at the Fort as a fine shot and a skilled horsewoman able to adapt to almost any situation.The Frenchman that had transported her had a desire to purchase her for his own needs but was short of funds.