The ones about buildings were of no interest to me. At five the call came in. The translation went something like this:Q10: Do you have the money?Carl...s: I have made arrangements. I am to pick it up tonight on the way to meet you.Q10: Pick up the money and bring it to the ball field at Roaring Gap Community Center.Carlos: Will you have Jose there.Q10: Do you think we are stupid. When I return to where he is being held, we will release him.I knew where his cell phone was being held, I just. "What about you?" she countered. "A boyfriend?"No," I said, making it seem ridiculous for her to have asked."A girlfriend, then?" What?" I choked, pulling the bottle from my mouth."Do you have a girlfriend?" She repeated, slowly. She studied me closely as I planned a response."No," I admitted, defensively."It was just a question," Carlie explained, calmly. "I'm sorry, hon. I didn't mean to imply–" No, no. Don't be," I interrupted, unsure of the hole I was digging myself. "I'm sorry. I'm just. I whimpered all the way and told Daddy it hurt. I could tell it was turning him on. "Baby, do you want to stop" he asked at one point. "No" I giggled and pulled down the gag enough to talk. "It hurts...but it's fucking awesome. so don't stop, Daddy"He sighed in relief, "Okay, baby. Mmmmmmmm" and fed my ass more. "but if it starts to hurt too much, tell me and I'll take it out." I nodded and pushed back more onto him. He smacked my ass several times and pushed more into me. I moaned into the gag. ‘Who would’a thunk I was a bisexual,’ Jackie thought to herself, luxuriating in pure animal pleasure for a few moments.‘Once a girl finds out how soft and kissable other girls are, being ‘bi’ is easy,’ one of them thought into her head.Jackie realized that the twins had mind-linked with her now and could read her thoughts, and feel what her body felt, as well. Stretching out with her own infant mental powers, she sought the mind behind one of those tingling, lapping, kissing faces and was.