She also made it a point to expose herself to me and turn the conversation to sex as often as she could.A week after being locked up, I was about to b...rst. The summer evening was warm, so Maxine came to bed naked. She layed down and held me.As I was trying to sleep, I started getting hard. Suddenly, on impulse, I gently took Maxine's hand and brought it to my penis. Her reaction was swift.Maxine took hold of my caged penis, and began to coax it to fuller erection. She was speaking very low, but. I blamed my dizzy spell at first.Then Debbie was beside me on her knees as well.She put her arm across my shoulder, and suddenly I grabbed her and pressed her body against mine.God help me ... I had missed her SO much.So incredibly much.After several minutes I finally managed one single, anguished word: “WHY?”After a moment I added several more: “Why, Debbie?” I cried, “Why? Why wouldn’t you talk to me about what happened? Why did you throw me out of your life? I thought you were my best. The actual shithouse construction was pretty easy after that. I cut small trees for uprights and for an outline and then saplings for walls. I didn't see any need for a roof. The building was ready much faster than the hole was, and I'd even asked Taachachi to find me a couple of old skins we could use for doors. Voila, people could now shit in privacy.Since the building went so fast I had them make another one and picked out a spot on the other side of camp. We'd be late finishing this one. She felt him moving away, floating out from underneath her and wanted to tell him to hold her – hold her tight so she wouldn’t fall. “Well, that’s quite fascinating,” Elaine said caustically, breaking mental contact with Tabatha. She sounded disinterested – almost spiteful. Tabatha blinked at her, not understanding the blond girl was upset.“We’re in the future, then?” Tabatha asked the Golden-haired Goddess (she wants to be called). “Yes! Of course you are!” Elaine snapped at her. “Why did you.