Alberts cheeks. Her hands squeezed mine tight, her fingers warm. My heart pounded. Her nose twitched. Was she smelling our passion? My heart thundered...in my chest.“Amen,” her father said.“Amen,” the rest of us repeated, my friend giving my hand a squeeze.Mrs. Alberts held mine for a moment longer, her eyes sliding open and glancing at me. She flicked her tongue across her lips, her eyes roaming up and down my body. I swallowed, not sure what to do. She released me.“You girls look .... She grinned. “Let me see,” I said, turning to Melody. “A luxury hotel room somewhere, right?” Melody smiled so big she got deep dimples in her cheeks. I looked at Lissa. “It’s awfully cold to set up the tent and camp out,” I said.“We might have to find someplace warmer,” she said. I could tell she had a plan, but no one was letting me in on it. This was going to be a great weekend.Friday night the girls treated me like it was a competition. I was kept on edge but never over the edge as they. Why hadn't she noticed that before?Suzy, herself, was twenty-six. She worked as a...???? She couldn't remember! Whatever it was that happened to the chosen ones was starting to happen to her. She couldn't remember what she did in the village. She couldn't remember where she lived in the village. She could remember the festivals. Dozens and dozens of festivals were very clear in her mind, but she could remember nothing else. She recognized people in the crowd, but could place them nowhere. With her legs wide and the burn of the torn panties harsh on her hips and legs she knew she was about to be raped.But it was like he wanted to give her time to think and anticipate what was about to happen because she didn't immediately feel the pain between her legs she knew would be coming.Instead she first felt him punch hard into her stomach and then into her right breast three times and then into her left breast three times.Only after punching both breasts did she then feel him tug her.