I then wished that I had posted all those videos to a public site, so she’d have an audience of thousands. Maybe even some of her co-workers, people...who she ruled over at work, would have gotten a chance to see Cheryl Somers, the accounting manager at the office, moaning into the camera and then moving it to a close-up view of her spread vagina, lightly wreathed in glistening, wet pubic hair. That would have shown her. But I’m a coward. I watched her for a few minutes, wishing that she would. . You're back already. Here let me help you." Yes, I hurry," she said, "Get back in nice cool cottage before sun get too hot."Because of the heat, she was perspiring lightly. She had on a scent that intrigued my senses."Sora, what is that beautiful scent you're wearing? It smells so exotic and sexy."Sora smiled. "It made from jungle flower. It grow wild. We pick ... make cologne. I make you some," she offered, "You take home."Just to make sure I was on her good side, I poured each of us a. I got dressed in the garage and returned to the family room.Kenzie laughed when she saw me in my old clothes. In that moment I was relieved to see a little of the old Kenzie returning. I knew that none of us would ever be able to return to being the people we were before all this happened. But I knew, too, that we wouldn't remain victims for the rest of our lives.I sent the girls to the garage to get dressed. I sat down with a pen and a pad, turned the camera on and ordered Dave to give me the. "You've done it with a girl? Do tell," I begged. "Well, it only happened once. Unfortunately. Back when I was at a convent boarding school. Lucy, my room-mate had just had a messy breakup with her boyfriend, and she couldn't stop crying. "'Can I get in with you?' she asked, finally. "'If it will stop your blubbering, so I can get some sleep,' I agreed. "She slipped into bed next to me. We were both wearing long flannel nightshirts, but they tended to slide up as we slid down in the bed. Anyway.