It was now Saturday and Ashley announced she was taking me shopping at the mall. I told her I had plenty of clothes but she just said they weren’t t...e proper clothes for a slut to wear. When we got to the mall, she started picking out skirts that were too short and see-thru tops. I told her around the dorm and at parties was one thing but I couldn’t dress like that all the time. She just ignored me and sent me to the dressing room. We were at the third store trying on clothes. She was in the. “Then you know that my lifestyle is even wilder than what we used to practice, baby,” I warned her.“I don’t care, Ian. I love you. I will love you until Death claims me for real, and perhaps even beyond the grave, if possible. Please, I must be with you! I will love you. I will do whatever you want of me. I will adapt to this new life of yours. It sounds great, in fact. You’re a different man in some ways, but you’re still the same Ian. The same guy who made me happier than any other person. Even a slight mark could be traced from the corners of her mouth to around the nape of her neck. As her chest rose and fell, the sun continued to ascend into the sky. Her curvy hips were exposed to her bare legs and pelvic region, her tank top had been pulled up past her chest and nestled itself across her neck. The rest of the material fell around her sides and pooled underneath her back. Hours after the sun had fully risen and most people had woken up to play-out their day, Lauryn was still. .. the storm. That's right, there was a nasty squall that blew up out of nowhere. Waves flooded the ship, the sails tore and snapped. A beam came crashing down on her head...Mila struggled to open her eyes, the merest glimmer of light made her headache worse, but she tried. Slowly a dingy cabin came into view, rope and supplies were piled in a corner with folded sails. She was laying on a few more folded to make a temporary bed. Mila struggled to sit up...That was when she found a knife to her.