.. those things; those things we saw in the pictures. The animals, the large groups of men, the terrible things they made that woman do. And their p ..... pee! They made me drink their pee! I can't..."What can I possible say to comfort her? I feel the same way. I held her in my arms and we cried softly. I wanted to say something reassuring. But if I said anything to attempt to mitigate her horror it would be a lie and she'd know it.Casey came to the door before I could have said anything anyway.. “Next time, what if we use my bunk,” I suggested. “It’s one of the upper level ones, and there’s more room, at least more height above the mattress.”“You didn’t bump your head, did you?” she asked.“Yes, I did. But not all that hard. And I only did it once! Now, a shower, to freshen up? Before the others see us, and work out what we’ve been up to.”“I’m sure everyone knows what we’ve been up to,” Tracy said, laughing, “And I bet they don’t care, either! But let’s have that shower, maybe you can. Mandy had marched Janice off for their own session alone. The remaining adults took time to engage and play with the four smaller children. The playroom was surprisingly neat. Gail wondered how that was so, until she saw a crayon being absorbed by the floor of the room.Adults and children played with clay, and drew pictures, and sang songs. As the children became more comfortable, the connections became more physical - innocent, to be sure, but there was lap time and tickling, and there were. He did all of this without saying a word, completely ignoring Susan's protests and pleas to be released. When she was naked, Peevy picked up the whip and held it over Susan's back. He dragged the tip of the whip over her back, just barely touching her flesh as he did so. Suddenly, without warning, he pulled the whip back and struck her with all of his might on the high point of her buttocks.Susan screamed with the pain of the blow, gasped in a deep breath, and began to cry loud and long. Peevy.