. what is this?" he asked to no one in particular with the mosthelpless and delicate voice imaginable. "Ah... ah ha ha." He waslaughing. Ryan wasn't s...re why he would be laughing at a time like this,but he was. Perhaps he had just gone crazy and was imagining himself as afemale. But, before he could continue on with his denial, his door burstopen."Ah ha!" boomed the voice of Ryan's father. "It's about time thishappened!" Ryan, still trying to figure out how his dad had gottenthrough the lock on. I tried to push back and get up but he kept one of his strong hands against my back, keeping me bent over as he stepped forward. He kicked my feet apart, opening me for him. Within a second his fat cock was at my opening, pushing into me. Despite my wetness, I felt like he was tearing me in half. I kept telling him to stop but I was more just saying the words rather than meaning it and he could tell. I was no longer resisting him and I bent further to give him better access. I heard a loud moan. Blue skies mean no harm, they are protectors. I almost not dare to think reach back into my memories, because with blue skies comes Sawyer, and… Sawyer. I promised myself that Sawyer would stay gone. He’s the reason I’m trapped in this fucking tent, staring up at a turquoise canvas that pretends to be the blue skies from my memories. He’s the reason I’m alone inside this barrier. The others don’t like that I hole up in here. I heard them. I heard their words. They wanted to leave me, and move. He found my swollen bud and slid his fingers beneath my panties. He pushed them inside me; I moaned so loud. “Oh Jesus, fuck!” My body writhed and squirmed beneath his touch. I was close and there was no stopping the inevitable. His fingers probed deeper and harder. With his tongue still pushing through the material of my panties, he hummed against my throbbing nub. My screams poured out, as I shook and trembled my way to climax. The warm gush of fluid that signalled my orgasm rushed out of.