"Please come in and we will begin. The girl followed him down the hall to the living room. The professor waved toward the bed and suggested she sit do...n. "I'll be right back. Must get some instruments first."The girl looked around her curiously and then sat down, placing her handbag on the floor beside her. From the other room Adam watched her with interest, and then he spoke into the microphone. "Before I return, I would like to ask you a few questions. Your answers, of course, will be. Samira, if you think our family can one day be together as it was, then you are operating under some kind of cruel delusion.”“So tell me about the trip, my darling. You must be tired?” said Samira finally.“Oh the trip was usual, the same crowds and chanting. It doesn’t change much, but for the first time in a while I felt like leaving it, to run into the Organization and say goodbye once and for all.”“But if you left, the direction of the religion would not be yours any longer. It would be up. And there is only one reason for you to stay sane. Me. My legs spread, my eyes staring up at you, you see the innocence reflecting in the depths of my blue eyes as you watch me press the tapered end of the anal wand into my tight little pussy. I work it in, gasping, filling your ears with the sweet sound of my greedy need as you watch the knobby length disappear up my pussy. The muscles of my thighs are tight, tense as my knees bent and my hips jerk against the intrusion. My head thrash on the. Idris came into the galley to find her asleep. He frowned and sighed. He looked at his chronometer and shook his head. He’d been locked in the cockpit for nearly an hour. His shoulders fell as he moved closer, seeing some of her wounds for the first time, most notably the gash on her head where her face had hit the bulkhead. He leaned down close to her, moving quietly as he tried to get a better look. He looked around and considered trying to move her while she was unconscious, but he wasn’t.