"Couple of you help me carry him out to the car, he is going to be my guest for a few days. Somebody get a mop, seems like this dumb Yankee pissed hi... pants," he observed as he strode out. The foreman addressed the crew instructing them to hurry up and eat, they had a lot of work to do, and one less guy to do it. "One more thing, let's treat the folks here the way we want to be treated!" With that he turned to me asking if I was OK. I nodded saying that I was fine, just a little shook up. 3) The loserr of the bet will be the sex slave to the winner for 2 weekends.There, it was done. It was time to put up or shut up. After all the times I had wined to Sarah about not having long nails, I was about to find out what the wearing of long nails was like.I had lost my erection by now, but I was horny as could be. Sarah had a major orgasm, but I was still without for over a week. The earlier activities had given me a case of "blue-balls" and all I really wanted to do was get my dick. She was wearing a halter top and shorts with sandals, which I didn't pay much attention to at first, since it was pretty hot out. I was a little surprised, however, that she seemed to be staring at me through the open car window.I looked her over, and she had very nice tits and long legs. She clearly could see me checking her out, and she started to stroke her hand up and down the limb of the tree, which had smooth bark. It was very erotic, and as she stared at me, she licked her lips. The fear was irrational, but it was there - and he could see it in the eyes of his fellow youths.Running now, the gang of youths flew down their home alley, running to their meeting-place. Stopping short, they drew breath, panting from the exertion. The sense of fear was still there, with an awful sense of waiting for something.Gileath heard a chanting, and turned around quickly. Forming a wall across two of the exits from the alley were humans - four or five abreast, the leftmost of each.