Mister Mason said, “I may have to start carrying a stick again, Helen.”I heard her whisper back. “I like the one you always carry, Don.” Miste... Mason blushed. Karen and I grinned at each other.Sheila said, “Let’s start with snorkeling. Later, we can go to the SCUBA gear and get in a first lesson.” We all nodded at her and went to the stand to check out what we needed. Carrying everything, we went to the water. I felt it. It was warm and only tasted slightly salty.Sheila went over the equipment. I have an idea.”Tommy looked up from his lap and into her face and noticed how cute she looked with that grin. All at once he felt a flood of endorphins surge through him. He loosened his grip on her wrist but he kept his hand near hers in case this was some sort of trick or something.Shelly reached for the popcorn bag with her free hand as she said, “Unbuckle your shorts and unzip the zipper.” She then dumped the remnants of the bag in the aisle.Tommy shocked on what he just heard, said,. ? ?Better,bitch, but still not good enough. I want to hear you say it. I want you to sayplease Uncle Bob take my virginity?fuck me hard. Then I want you to lift upthat dress and put my cock up your slut virgin cunt. NOW DO IT!? I startedto cry, quietly, tears welling up and sliding down my face. ?Please Uncle Bob?I whispered, ?Please fuck me?take my virginity?I?m your slut.? And he releasedmy hand so that I could lift the hem of my dress. I looked down below it sothat I could position myself. They was given a weekly allotment of food, which of course they had to pay for. The entire area – the warehouse and a number of similar residences – was surrounded by a wall topped with barbed wire. Opportunities for escape were, quite simply, nonexistent. It was, in almost every sense, a maximum-security prison."Rick then paused for a moment to allow this awful tale to sink in. Yes, I suppose it could have been worse. Even so, I was justifiably horrified at what he had told me so far. Sandra.