All she could feel was the shame, and the cold feeling of loneliness surrounding her. Her husband hesitated shortly, looking at his kneeling wife. Her...head bend, butt resting on her feet, her hands now upturned on her knees, her shoulders shaking slightly. He felt a sudden rush of pity and love for her, but he strengthened his resolve. He had not said anything that wasn’t true, and she would be the happier for having a strong guiding lead to follow. He would enjoy shaping her, and forcing her. She felt his thumb just barely caress her plump lips."You've got a nice one," he said. "I'm going to enjoy this."Jennifer closed her eyes. She couldn't believe the things that had happened to her all because Dave Madden had kidnapped her. He had awakened her to feelings she had never known before.She didn't want to be pawed by this old man, but everything had started to go to pieces."Let's go someplace comfortable," the old man said.Like a zombie, Jennifer got up. He followed right on her. "Thanks." Son. R.J., I've known you for what, eight or nine years now," he said. "When you were in middle school, you came to my camp. When you got to high school, I expected you to quit coming. But you showed up your freshman and sophomore years. By the time you were a junior, you were the top-rated quarterback in the country. And you came to my camp. When I got your application before your senior year — you'd already committed to play football at Notre Dame and you were coming to my camp. But. I look over my two new friends from my vantage point, which is higher than them, as they are sitting on the sand. I raise my eyes further across to the guy lying on the beach further down and he is looking across intently. ‘Do you know him’ one inquires, ‘No,’ I replied, ‘He was there when I arrived, I think he thought we were going to fuck, before you guys came’ I studied their faces as I said it, paying particular emphasis on the work Fuck, it appeared to shock them and I was happy, I was in.