"A flash of golden light filled Moturo's world, followed an instantlater by an all-engulfing darkness.***"You should have informed us sooner about the...prisoner, colonel,"Matriarch Sonora observed, shaking her head as she surveyed thechamber. "Lives would have been saved." Everything was under control until Banner broke protocol," Gageprotested.The chamber's main lighting flickered on, then -- with another snap andhiss -- fizzled again."You were fortunate we were nearby, looking into some old. When Beth and I went to pick up the lanterns, Barbie lightly slapped our arses. ‘Mmmm, very nice girls.’ She slapped us again then rubbed gently. She did this several times, each slap a little harder than the last. Her hands moved down our arse cracks each time. After the final slap landed, Beth moved her hands down our arse cracks. This time, her hands continued down to our damp pussies. ‘Oooooohhhh, Barbie more please.’ ‘Patience girls, this was an appetizer. Much more to come after dinner.’. I'd have no hesitation in showing this picture ot amy mother of any girl (or boy) in school.The individual tables had our names, as did the racks (discreetly not photographed) so people would know where to sit and where to find their clothes. Of course some would just drop their things and hope to find them later. The rest of us, though, were a little more aring about our things.Rae and her boyfriend shared the table with us. She had on a yellow sheath that worked well with her complexion. The. 'That's who I am, now.'It was over. Tammy had driven away, in a van I bought so she could do just that. So, why was I so sad?It was over. Actually, it was over the second Tammy said she didn't see us having a future. I had just been enjoying the interlude between knowing it was over and it being over.The sadness was kicking my butt.If I didn't change my situation I was in danger of sinking deep into the depression I'd been running from since Beth Ann died.And then the phone rang.It was Mr..