So, when Sarah's Mom found her lovely daughter sitting at the breakfast table on Sunday morning, her hair a mess, her clothes looking as though they'd...been slept in and her face unwashed, she had to ask, "Are you alright darling?" Yeah, Mom. I think so. I just feel kinda woozy, that's all."Sarah had been out with her girlfriends the night before. Her parents trusted her explicitly and very seldom questioned her as to her comings and goings. She could go wherever she pleased within reason, and. Timothy Avers reported no potential problems as he was receiving the signal from U94 which had its SC deployed below the layer.The Crew Chief passed around the bags and the passengers awaited the layer transition. R1 moved into cosmic space without incident except for strange noises emanating from a rolled up carpet. Once into cosmic space McCock had everyone move to the accommodation on R1. Sir Henry moved among the group debriefing their after action reports. R1 moved down the layers to enter. "Good night, Kelly. And goodluck."With that, he left her.Despite her crying, Kelly heard the bathroom door being locked from theother side. She was trapped. She had to lay here all night long inthis... horrible mess. And it was all wet! Ugh! Why had she ever agreedto go along with Mark's crazy scheme? What did he really have in mind? What were Mom and Dad going to think in the morning? And... how the heckwas she going to get any sleep tonight? Still crying, she turned overon her side,. She made him want her in ways other then her body and this lady under him that he was using so relentlessly scared him to death. “Is this what you wanted, Ambrosia? Do you like me slamming into you, using you as if you were a common whore?” Mike panted into her ear. She gasped with one particularly calculated thrust. “Yes I want you to use me like this! I only want to be your whore!” She screamed her orgasm, which surprised her more then anything. What was only a myth to her was now brutal.