After we’d eaten, I decided to do more research. There wouldn’t be much to write about Jack for a while, other than to report on his progress each...week. In a way I missed the activity in DC, though the most fun part was tweaking all the government noses I could get out of my ass. I read all Dr. Mangeler’s papers and reports, revealing a man who was as fanatic about creating a superior race as any Hitler ever was. Of course, this superior race was to be white, blond, six feet tall, and near. Instead of scavenging one house to the next as they had been doing, she moved from one area to another, always on the look for signs of her friend's captors.It didn't take her very long to find them. A week later she was skirting the edge of a large subdivision when she heard the almost deafening sound of motorcycle engines. At first she thought she was caught. She was driving without her lights and so she slowly drifted over to the side of the road and cut the engine to the truck. As soon as. Susan sprawled naked on top of her covers and listened to the sounds of the orgy that filtered through her closed door and wished that she could join her brother and friends in their sexual romp, but if she was going to stick with her decision to let her father pop her cherry she had no choice in the matter. She tried to comfort herself with the thought that she'd be able to join the others the next night - fuck, she'd be able to join them after breakfast if her father popped her cherry first. When I had finished she opened the front door and invited me in for lunch and to cool down. As I walked through the door she smiled as I went by her and from the corner of my eye I saw her look down at my bare torso and bite her lower lip with a mischievous grin. She closed the door behind me and put her hand on my shoulder and pointed toward the bathroom and told me I could clean up in there.I was so glad because I had to relieve myself badly. As I entered the bathroom I noticed there was no.