Her parting words, just before I did were encouraging."You did well this weekend. I think that next week we're going to go out into the desert and do ... little running and jumping. Some serious running and jumping."With a promise like that, it was a good thing I had Becka to get me refocused on the rest of my life come Monday morning. Actually, she should have come first as far as that went, but I had a letter sitting on my desk when I got in. It was a company envelope, the kind you get when. .."Phillip ignored Rusty's embarrassment and ticked off what he knew, "You can project a chemical like flame from your hands, your mouth, dick and ass ... Which one is it easier to come out of? Your hands?" Oh gawd..." and Rusty buried his head into Amara's bosom.So Amara answered for him, "No, it is easiest for him to expel it out of his penis." His penis?" Was echoed around."OH GAWD!" and Amara soothed her lover with soft whispers.Around Phillip the females started teasing Rusty by suggesting. ” He laughed and replied, “What did you expect dressing like that?”“How do I look now uncle?” I asked as I adjusted the flowers in my hair and turned to him. His eyes tracked the entirety of my body, from my toes to the tip of my hair. He replied, “Like a bride on her suhaag raat.” I could not help but laugh, “dirty old man,” and added, “Well, isn’t that what your idea is for tonight.”He got a predatory look in his eyes in reply that would have felt creepy to any young girl of my age to get. Laurel didnt understand why so many wanted to piss inside her but they did and by the end of her shift she was lying in a river of cum and piss and had to try and sleep in it. When they took her out to be hosed down and fed they also hosed down the floor of her space but even so it smelled like an outhouse. They also kept putting more weight on Laurels tits especially when she tried to sleep. She couldnt have gotten up if she tried. When she looked down at her tits when she was being hosed down.