I put a sneaker on the one foot not bound by a cast and tied my hair back into a ponytail. Upon surveying myself in the mirror, I could see that nobod... would mistake me for a guy, but I didn't exactly look prissy either. I figured it was as good as I'd be able to pull off.I decided I'd go grab a bite from the kitchen before we left. After all, I hadn't eaten breakfast yet. When I got to the kitchen I saw Mr. Taylor leaning on the counter with the paper in front of him."Ready to go?" he asked."I. He also answered with, “Hola, Compadre”.As I whispered in his ear, Brad told him exactly what I wanted him to. His boss told Brad to reattach the antennae so they could pose as the Coast Guard. The shock came, when they asked for our current location, and Brad pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and read off our latitude and longitude positions. Adam was stunned. Greg had to put his hand over Adams mouth to keep him quiet. They said they wanted Brad to call them when we turned toward. “You want another one?” Stacy asked. “Yes. Please do as you wish. I want to experience it all.” I replied in total pleasure. I could feel Stacy working another finger inside, slowly fucking me. I heard something start to buzz and discovered Stacy had a vibrator out and was fucking her pussy with it as she finger fucked my ass. “You are really getting me worked up again. You like it when I get all worked up.” She moaned. “Yes I do. Please give it to me.” I moaned in return. She was really. There was someone in the van with her. Was it Wesley or maybe someone from the fraternity? What would they do with her?The toolbox opened with a squeak. Amaya held her breath as items were shifted around and someone grunted. The carpet muffled the sounds of footsteps, and Amaya gasped when she suddenly felt a hand on her breast. She sighed as the fingers teased her nipple, rubbing and twisting the sensitive nub.Halfway through one of her moans, something metallic cinched around her nipple. She.