I tried another approach. I was still facing a car side window and slinkedbackward nearer the door. When I was close enough I tried it with my handsan... it was real, hard and coarse as it was old planks. Keeping my hand onit I turned as fast as I managed to do it and there was no door and myhand wasn't touching anything.I tried again. There was an old rusty handle. Still facing the car I triedthe handle and it turned and the door cracked open away from me. Icouldn't see anything behind the door. I did put on my tiniest bikini panties."Look at you, gorgeous," Uncle Dave said as I bounced into the room."Hi," I gave him a quick squeeze around the neck. Then turned to Mom, and gave her a squeeze also, "Bye mom, love you."Uncle Dave just shrugged as he and mom shared a laugh over my obvious excitement. He followed me out of the door. He opened the front passenger door, 'Hop in the front. You can sit between me and Maria." Well, that is unexpected. But, I climbed in. He had not picked. . it all felt very, very right.Earlier in the day, everything had been so sure. Now, she felt like Satan himself had reached inside her head and tainted her thoughts.When the horn honked, Nicolette took a deep breath. Duncan was a good guy. She’d go to the hotel with him, explain how she was feeling ... and he’d understand.She was going to get out of losing her virginity. A small part of her was saddened by that, but as soon as she made the decision, the rest of her felt relieved.Duncan’s was. With the exception of the electronically artificial Voice. I was effectively isolated and alone.My handlers were silent as shadows while the gurney rolled along. I counted silently to myself and tried to tell if we turned or looped, trying to plot out a map of the place in my mind. I had no intention of remaining a prisoner. Although how I was going to effect an escape was anyone's guess.I didn't mind the daily, or at least I assumed they were daily, exchanges with the disembodied Voice. It was.