I was not just a shoplifting slut; I was a pregnant shoplifting slut. I was the lowest form of life.From that point on, every moment was consumed with...endless agony. There were not even moments of escape.Days passed as I struggled. I struggled to sleep. I struggled to get up. I struggled to get dressed. I struggled to get along with the normal tasks during the day. I struggled to stay “normal” with my family; and I struggled to deal with the endless hours of sheer terror.My fear was constant.. Perhaps he's looking for his missis. She ran off on him, you know!" Tell me more. If he's looking for her, then that's probably where we'll find him. But why would he think you knew where his missis was anyway?" I dun'no where she is. I fink she's shacked up with the husband of the woman Carpenter knocked off. That's all I know," Curtis gasped out.Curtis was sounding even more desperate now. As gorilla two had produced a jemmy from somewhere and was taping it against the palm of his hand.. Cindy would not look me or Billy in the eyes. She was very subdued and quiet. Mike made her fuck the dogs, but told her she didn’t have to fuck us if she didn’t want to and she didn’t.I caught her eye once and mouthed the words ‘You ok?’She blushed and quickly looked away.Billy and I asked them both where they had been and what had they had been doing all this time, but neither would say a word about that morning. The atmosphere around the fort was dreary, because Cindy was so morose.For the. His eyebrows the lost the bushy look that Kim cultivated and were taking a more feminine shape. Again they carried the same red tint that was in her hair.Josie found herself looking more intently at Kim. Graham and Kim continued conversation, with no knowledge of what was happening. They didn't notice Kim's polo shirt change into an aqua blouse. The pleats near his breasts indicated that there was plenty of room for growth. If they could see under the table they would have noticed Kim's jeans.