That more than anything else beat me down.When I awoke it was daylight outside and the sun was trying to peak through the backside of the storm. I dra...k coffee and waited until 7:30AM before I drove to the airfield. The roads were too wet for the trike and I really didn't feel up to a run. I drove the truck to the airfield, then parked it at the entrance and walked to the garage. I found everything just as I had left it.It took me half an hour to walk the field to be sure nothing dangerous had. Her body refused entry to the flash light, pushing back against it. He heard her whimper from the pain as he continued to push harder and harder. Finally he switched tactics, working his finger into the little girl for the first time, fucking her deeper and faster until she was slick with her own juices again. Then, holding her wide open with his other hand, he worked a second finger into the small girl, stretching her wider than ever. She whimpered again from the pain but didnt fight him. When. Gina, with the help of her mother, managed to loosen the securing bolts on her bars over time. I bet they're even more secure now." But if there's a fire... ?" Brittney gasped."The fuckers would let their slaves burn," said Martha. "Gina thinks Nelson would have saved her and the rest of the slaves. He's unique in getting rather emotionally involved with his trainees. This must be the closet." She stopped at the door farthest to the left down the corridor and tried the keys."Trainees?" Brittney. They had even kissed but nothing else happened.As the morning light illuminated the jungle camp, Mike opened his eyes and looked at his companion. His heart raced, not with terror or regret, but with joy. He felt a stirring in his loins as he watched his new companion sleep. It occurred to him that Leyla looked different in the faint morning light. Her features were softer and more womanly. Her stringy black hair was full and shiny. Her pasty white skin had some color to it. Her faint.