"Come on honey, we're goin' for a ride," Dean whispered and took her by the arm in an attempt to lead her to the way out. Kerri knew she should not go...with the man but he was overly aggressive and held her arm firmly. Dean was a typical, arrogant man who exuded confidence far beyond reasonable limits and found it extremely easy to converse with a woman. Being the shy, cooperative woman all her life, Kerri didn't want to create a scene and that enabled the man to get her away from the crowd. "“Really? I figured you could see the lust in my eyes.”She chuckled and said, “I saw that, too, and it made my heart skip a beat.”“Oh.”“And just so you’ll know, I’m in love with you, too. I think I have been since that first night you took my pictures.”I ran my fingers through Suzy’s hair, knowing that I’d be able to do it every night. As my cock began to grow, I pulled her lips to mine and we kissed tenderly. She reached down and slowly stroked it and said, “Would you like to fuck my hair. “No. What I’m being forced to do is bad enough,” Cheryl replied, in a soft subdued voice, as Garry pulled into her driveway and then let her out.The next date with Garry was different. Instead of the usual trip to the fraternity house, Cheryl was taken to a secluded parking spot where Garry told her to remove her bra and panties, but to leave her blouse and skirt on. He was forcing the sexy teen to kiss him, while he groped her C-cup breasts, with her blouse hanging open, as a car pulled up. Shouting and demonstrating wasn't enough; the Confederacy just ignored the protests. Joining with Vic, the Colonel and the others had been the best thing she had done. She had her duty to do, and she would do it.Inside she looked around but there was not a lot to see, just a bare room with a small alcove next to a closed door opposite the entrance. As she moved towards the door a voice came from a hidden speaker, "Welcome to the Jonestown CAP testing station. Please clearly state your name and.