Perfectly silent inside the car except for the sound of some old movie song, Alisha couldn’t remember.Before she could remember, David’s hand slit...ered into her legs, running between her thighs. Alisha grabbed his hand with both her hands, but he was already there. Gently he touched her upper pussy area. His forefinger ran down tiny clit.“No,” Alisha moaned and tried to push his hand away from her sweet spot between her legs. David never wasted time, he was moving forward with his forefinger. The cabin was actually pretty nice, and would have made for a very romantic honeymoon if I was not in the middle of a forced enslavement to nine filthy, nigger-asshole, r****t bastards.I guess the best thing that I discovered when we got to the cabin, was that the savage a****ls had not made me a widow yet, as they had Michael just naked and beaten into submission, bound and gagged in the trunk of the car. He looked half frozen to death, and Leroy just was a complete asshole, as he dragged. I knew in that moment, when Erin agreed to share a hotel room with her, that all of my hard-won progress with Erin was now lost. Indeed, by our big New York Indie gig, they could scarcely be separated from each other. Now it seemed to be impossible to get in a word with Erin alone, not that we really had very much that was private to say. She now had a new confidante and bed partner - I was back to rooming with Irv. It didn't seem like a fair exchange.Soon it became quite clear that our aborted. I gulped and completed my journey to meet her and shook her hand with my eyes bugging out of my head. She pulled me in closer and gave me a hug, and a polite female kiss on the cheek. As I pulled away I could tell she knew that I knew her secret.Pam had seen my recognition and looked strangely at me as I pulled away. She asked in a firm tone, “Do you two know each other?”Rosalin shook her head and shrugged.I blurted out, “I’ve seen pictures of her – movies.” I didn’t say it very loud, more for.