"Jerrod, Mr. Williams get someone to open the gate."A moment later the skinny ass Jerrod ran out and hugged me. "God am I glad to see you and sad as w...ll. I'm sorry to say this could be your Alamo." Yeah or your Dien Bien Phu," I said."Hell yes," he admitted. "Of course neither of us was alive at the time." True, also I hope modern communications will make a huge difference. Not to the men outside those walls, but to their commanders in the air conditioned offices and the hotel suits, I hope.". .He KNEW what to do.At the moment, all that meant was to focus......and do something about the damn hand cramp he couldn't be sure was even present, or simply conjured up by his own rest/normal-human-activity deprived brain; to subvert any attempt at progress he might actually make in the game...Or, quite possibly, in his own life.'Oooh yes god-'The coolness of the drink was sanctuary for any place on the stream star's screeching body that had managed to receive such refreshing relief.Before. ’ “Please no,” she pleaded. He wrote again, ‘Yes.’ Suddenly she felt his hands move over her body. He was exploring her; touching a body he had no right to touch. Touching breasts he had business touching; squeezing nipples that weren’t his to squeeze. Then he began running his hand down to her panties to continue his violation. His fingers slipped under the waistband of her panties, over her shaved mound and to her cunt lips. She heard him sigh as he slipped a finger inside her wetness and. I struggled against my bondage but it was no use. I was too weak, too exhausted, too defeated. I lay back on the lounge chair and tried to concentrate on the pleasurable feelings the vibrator was still milking from my cock and to ignore the fatal throbbing of the tight ligature that was strangling the life from my testicles. I came again, but so weakly it hardly resembled an orgasm at all, just a spreading tickling-itching warmth deep inside my tummy. If I spurted at all, it was little more.