He laid his big hand on her breast and started squeezing her breast as he leaned over and touched his tongue to her ear. She tried to avoid his tongue...and head, but she was tightly restrained and couldn't do anything but squirm as she grunted trying to escape his probing tongue. He put his tongue into her ear and flicked his tongue as both of his hands squeezed her breasts.She squirmed and made noises he assumed was cussing as he continued his licking up her face. He slowly licked her nose and. And I still couldn’t move, stuck behind the curtain, just out of sight, rooted to the floor.The manager hissed at me, “Go on! GO ON! They’re waiting!”I couldn’t force my foot to move.But then I remembered what Miriam had told me about selling the fantasy. I pulled the curtain back just a little bit, and peeked one eye out, looking at the crowd of men. And one woman! When they saw me, they went wild again, cheering and shouting for me to come out and strip.I dropped the curtain back, and there. But, it was summer, so they could get away with a sleep away trip. The van turned down the unmarked lane. It finally came to a stop in front of double-wide four-bedroom manufactured home that sat in the middle of a secluded part of the 100-acre farm. The passengers disembarked. Deacon Carter unlocked the door to let the group members inside. He and Jackson had been there earlier that morning. Jackson pointed to the singers to the table in the dining area. There were five juice boxes, five. That tore away the paper wrap that was holding the shot together, and the shot scattered willy-nilly. The result was that the man caught many of the buckshot slugs in his chest and neck, and that was fatal.I had little time to contemplate this as I ducked back between the buildings. Just as I made it around the corner, McFarland fired and took out a chunk of wood right where I had been standing. I could hear him cursing his luck as I dropped to the ground.It took only seconds to reload the.