She knew that Tawna was no virginby any means, but this had to have been beyond Tawna's worse dreams. Master Six walked about the room, as if he was s...arching for something hehad lost. Kitty jumped when she heard the bartender call out, "Hey, Master..I think one of your little pigs got away." Kitty turned to the bartender, finding him pointing at her. She slapped thebartender across the face, demanding she was not "one of them". "Ahhh, my precious little pig. I am looking for you. You will. ’ ‘What does Lee do?’ Gen was silent for a long time before getting up. ‘Come on, we’re finished here.’ ‘That man was a zombie, he didn’t even care.’ Leslie stated, carefully inching her way back to a standing position. ‘Nope. Many people don’t care when they get that far.’ Gen responded, carefully walking back towards the main hall. Leslie pondered that as she trailed behind. ** Exhaustion. That’s what Leslie felt as she dragged her feet back into her room. Fortunately, everyone gave her. The only solution I could think of was to call for an ambulance. This was still 1967, well before ordinary people like us had telephones at home, so usually whenever I needed a phone it entailed a long walk to the nearest public telephone kiosk, a journey which, ironically took me past the ambulance station. Sensing that this would take too long, I had a thought and looked around to see if there were any telephone lines attached to any of the nearby houses. A quick burst of relief came when I. I put the bag of chips down. Tucked my new found boner in my pants . And did the most logical thing . Tried to wake her up . I called her name out "Aunty Em (Emily) wake up! " "Youre in my bed!" " Wake up" Louder and louder. Nothing. She was out . I tried rocking her back and forth . Turning music on loudly in the room. Calling her name more. You name it . Eventually giving up and sitting on a chair at the end of the bed. Grabbing my chips and continuing my perverted stare between her thighs..