We reached the resort; I was given a room next to Steve’s. I crashed in my room after having my lunch. A party was organized in the evening for the ... families. I woke up from the nap around 5 and went to have bath. There was a strange excitement I was looking forward to spending time with Steve. I was thinking what all could happen tonight and my hand slowly went between my legs. My fingers making circles on my clit was making me crazy. Just then sound of door bell brought me back to my senses.. I had grades set up but the subjects and the amount of education was still unknown. Schools were now what they should be especially with the number of students. Paper was made available but a large slate was used too. Having two shifts allowed the children to learn a trade or at least find out how to cook. Boys and girls took all the trades and women were being encouraged to take up teaching. The male teachers didn't like this but there was little they could do.There were jobs for women too and. Bill knew Rita and called her name out as we stepped into the bar, with its blinking neon “Bud” sign hanging from the ceiling.Rita introduced me to Bill and we shook hands. Bill winked as he shook my hand.“Any friend of Rita’s is a good guy,” Bill said as he poured Rita and I a shot of Kentucky Bourbon and a glass of Coke. I settled on to a bar stool as Rita settled on to the one next.Rita grabbed her shot glass and held it up in my direction.“Here’s to getting fucked, fucked up and having a. .that is, if she weren’t dead already! She tried thinking of Mikey, but it didn’t work. In fact, the more she thought about him, the harder her torturer raped her.He kept pushing in and out, tearing her apart, and then it finally happened. She couldn’t stand any more pain and started begging him to stop, she started pleading for mercy. He looked at her in the mirror, pain and defeat in her eyes and he seemed pleased but didn’t stop. He was so lost in his own pleasure that he didn’t care about.