He was descending into the jungle, into re-primitivized man, a man who thinks only with the lusts of his flesh, who knows nothing than his desire to d...minate, to overpower, to feed his own insatiable appetite. He mouthed obscenities when she washed his ass. He practically shoved her out of the tub. He punched her when she dried him off. He chased her on her knees out of the bathroom, kicking her in the ass, the stomach, anywhere he could. He grabbed her by the leash and dragged her to face him.. .. because... I like to surrender."This was a bit of a revelation. I wasn't entirely sure I believed it, but I saw no reason to argue the point. "Okay," I said, "so YOU talked in your sleep, and it was Dee who heard and had a copycat dream."Dee suddenly couldn't make eye contact. She was hiding something. I looked at her curiously. "Dee?" I..." She looked guilty. "I can... Sometimes, I can... see Willie. I can go to her. And I can take Brenda with me. When I'm dreaming, it's easy."I shook my. After dinner we all got fresh drinks and moved back intothe den. Sitting on the floor in front of the fireCarole stretched her legs out and ran her hand slowly upand down the inside of her thigh.Jim and I sat on either side of her sipped our drinksand watched the fire burn, while I was thinking of thefun we could be having if only he wasn’t here.As the alcohol and warmth from the fire took effect Idraped my arm over Carole’s shoulder and let my handdrop into the top of her halter.. "Because I am," he answers just as calmly.The chill that runs down my spine pretty much renders me incapable of giving a coherent reply. To my embarrassment I mutter something dreadfully similar to just, "Okay..." and accept that this is happening. Not that I am given any choice in the matter, of course. I hear him unzip, I feel the warmth of his engorged manhood radiate against my bared loins. He grabs both of my wrists, wrenching my back and robbing me of any support I could have hoped for,.