’ Bernie blustered. I looked at George and he looked back at me, equally bewildered by Bernie’s sweeping statement. It must have suddenly struck B...rnie how stupid his words had sounded. ‘No, I don’t mean that everyone who parks their car in the supermarket car park is having an affair. What I mean is, everyone who parks their car over the side near the road are! They park in there and then sneak next door into the motor lodge for a couple of hours of nooky.’ ‘And the significance of that, with. “Just thinking about the past few years,” I said, and I knew Jessie could see the pain in my eyes because she immediately grabbed my hand.“And especially about the past few months. Ever since I met this totally crazy woman who is attending UGA,” I added.Jessie squeezed my hand very tightly.“Are you sure she is okay?” I asked Janice.“Yes, Sam, she is fine. Not going to be fine, she IS fine. Jessie might have a little headache, but that is all,” Janice confirmed.“In that case,” I said, stood up. Because I noticed here she left the camera rolling on the kitchen table and walked towards me, pulled the carrot out and replaced it with her cock. Keep jerking she said. Like I was going to do something else. While I was jerking furiously she was licking and eating the carrot. Just after a minute I was about to should my load all over the floor but she didn't think so. She got a salad bowl out of the refrigerator and held it under my cock. I couldn't hold it in any longer and a decent amount. My head still hurt from being hit, and my vision was not tracking correctly, most likely from the heavy hashish in the wagon. My clothing had been replaced with the rags of a slave. I knew now that I had been kidnapped, most likely to be held for a ransom. I struggled to sit up, stuck my head through the seam in the wagon covering, and saw that we were traveling across a seemingly endless desert, with nothing in sight but sand. It was then that I realized I was not alone in the wagon, as a man.