She began to feel the moment of panic arise in her again. He took two fingers and thrust them inside her hole. It was the first time anything but hers...lf had penetrated her. She screamed in protest. “Get out!” He thrust more wildly, adding another finger to the mix. It felt uncomfortable, almost painful. Part of her was heavily turned on by this, the other was screaming that she wasn’t ready.“Please, I’ve never…”His eyes widened. He realized he was holding a young virgin in his hands. Such a. The crates were narrower than I figured. I suppose it was because the landing gear was off. That narrowed the crate. The wings fit one to each side of the fuselage. Three crates fit my eight foot wide trailer with room to spare. A private helped me load and tie them down."You know what you're doing, kid?" he asked."Nope. I was hoping to tear them down so I'd know how they go together."He popped to the back of the hangar and brought out three sets of tools and three manuals. He tossed them in. "What was I thinking, doing this? I barely know the guy. Then again, I barely know anyone here," I muttered to myself.I had moved to the "big city" six months ago to take an entry-level job right out of college. Having lived in a small town and then on a college campus for my whole life, this teeming mass of a city frightened me to death. I hardly left the apartment to do anything but go to work and buy a few bags of groceries."What the hell was I thinking?" I wondered again.And tonight was the. I fought the man like a tiger, I kicked and screamed for help but I lostmy resistance, he was stronger than me and I fall loosing me on theprocess.Hours later I wake up again in a dark room, a chain was around my ankleand a padlock closed the ensemble, my butt hurt and my arm but I did notunderstood why.Day by day the man brought me food, not a lot but enough to sustain me, Ilost my muscular arms and I thing that because I lost so much energy thefew hairs on my chest and beard disappeared as.