So let’s go over to that dark corner and see what’s behind those boxes.”Both began to carefully move the stacked boxes to one side away from the...wall. Lillian noticed a pair of old gas sconces used for lighting still hanging from the wall. She wanted to look at the brass dragons up close. As she approached the one on the right she slipped. Her hand had been out in order to touch it but when she began to loose her balance she grabbed the sconce. She didn’t fall but the gas jet dropped down when. He turns the thing on high and rolls her back over. Mabel is shaking and panting and grunting and squealing in her sleep as her body registers his new abuse and he is pleased. Now he grabs the leather strap running down from the middle of the waist cinch belt and runs it between the poor woman’s legs, over both dildos in her cunt and ass and pulls it tight and buckles it up to the belt behind her. She now has no way of removing these buzzing monsters so cruelly stretching her ass and pussy. I gotta go to sleep. We (my team) have to run 5 miles at 5 a.m. I'll worry about my friendship later.Signed,A Very Satisfied Carmyn with A Sad Friend...June 15, 2007 2:01 a.m.Dear Diary,I'm sitting in the bathroom as I write this. I know I'm supposed to be sleep, but after my heated argument with Wendi, I can't sleep. I'm so damn mad at her.After my last entry, I adjusted my pillow and tried to fall asleep. It was well after midnight, and we both needed our rested although her team didn't have. He was a big strapping lad and slightly over six-foot tall. I had no idea what his hair looked like because of his chef’s cap, but from the hair that stuck out on sides, it looked to be dark blond in colour. Jarne had a pleasant face, but the word ‘handsome’ certainly did not spring to mind. He had big fleshy, pasty looking hands with long thick fingers, and yes… his hands were ugly.As his friendliness escalated, I started getting the occasional wink from him. I found this rather perplexing.