She told me she ached to be satisfied the way the girls here are satisfied, but how much more different of being my slave would it be from living with...her husband who caged her in their attic?" Well, the obvious would be that she would not be able to run away from you." But why would she want to be enthralled to me so similar in a way that she was with her husband?" That I don't know. Mental illness? And if it is mental illness, why not let trained doctors treat her?" Because I can make her. My orgasm sweeping over me, over us, like a tsunami. Miss Goody Two Shoes flushed away like a dying goldfish in a pan. "Now fuck it!" I told him urgently as I stood up and bent over the soaked couch. I looked back over my shoulder at him just as he thrust himself forward and into me. The wetness greeting him warmly. The size of him stretching my inner walls, threatening my cervix, who's protests would never be heard over my howling and begging. "Fuck it good!! Give it to meeeee!" I screamed,. Cathy got out before I knew it. She wanted to talk to people. She was being questioned. They were suspicious of us. They thought we might come from Dugout or something like that. You guys appeared and started shooting. Cathy was hit in the arm and I got out to pull her into the RV and then one of them," pointing with my head, "shot her. I think she's dead." She is. I'm sorry. My name is Jam Henderson. I lead this group. We're from Dugway Air Force Base and have been defending the base for the. So the train moved. I wanted to change from my jeans to cotton track pants and full hand t-shirt since it was a long journey, about 36 hrs. It was almost 1 hr since the train had started and I was busy texting. Just then I saw someone is moving the curtains and entering, it was some lady for some 28 years. I helped her with luggage and then we settled. We exchanged smiles. I introduced myself, and we had a little chat about the journey and I came to know that she is also heading for the same.