“Here you are, honey.” Heather extended her right hand, and a small pink pill rested in her palm.Sam stared. They drugged him once tonight, what w...uld doing it again get them? He gave in and leaned forward until Heather lifted her hand to meet him. The pill passed into his mouth, and he swallowed. Whatever it was, he was at their mercy yet again.Lightheadedness swirled, making Sam regret every action he had taken. He tried to focus on Heather. Her face blurred until he closed his eyes and. So Alicia crawled between Janie's legs, lifted her head and ran her tongue all over the pink puckered hole, then pressed a finger to Janie's ass and slowly fucked her with it.Jack watched wide-eyed as his sister put on a show with her girlfriend. Watching the pornographic display had made his cock like iron, and he rubbed it through his shorts, wondering if he dared pull it out and masturbate. It had been way too long since he'd gotten laid and his body got the best of him. Quietly, he unzipped. It was now 3:07 and timing was critical. It had to be perfect because Mark intended to race his car over the tracks in the last seconds before the train reached the intersection. Too soon and the police car would be able to follow them, too late and that would be all she wrote. He was going to need nerves of steel.Jimmy continued to jump up and down beside him but his stupid chant was drowned out by the shrill warning whistle from the train. It was going to be close, very close but he expected. The following day he didn't show up at school. The police searched for months, but he was never found.Aunt Agatha was the only one who ever understood me. My parents were well-meaning, but distant, and I can't recall my mother ever drying my tears or giving me a hug. But Agatha was always there for me, and she let me lay my head on her ample maternal bosom and cry myself out whenever the pain of existence was too much to bear.In Basic Training, the drill sergeant seemed to have a hardon for me..