"You should get yourself a cat," Kay told her, fingers running through my hair. "They make wonderful company." "Too bad I can’t borrow yours," was t...e reply. If my ears had been real, they’d have perked up. I’m not sure how I looked, but suddenly, everyone’s attention was on me and, to make things worse, I think that my state of undress was taken notice of. Before, Cindy had been careful not to stare, at least not overtly. That said, I caught her glancing more then once at me, and her gaze. He emailed me a link to their video feed if you want to see it." That's quick work, I didn't think you'd have finished with orientation yet." We weren't doing it. He took them un-prepped. I guess he wanted to do the orientation on site." What's he got them doing?" Nothing much yet. Just settling them in. They've got like a bedroom with doors leading off into different parts of the maze. The idea is that he turn up the heat cold or noise in the bedroom and drive them out into which ever part of. “Anyone know how do work this thing?” “Yeah, I do,” said Jack, their leader and general expert. The photo session began. “Put her on her back!” Hands were on her again, arranging her body for maximum exposure. Sarah put up a feeble attempt at resistance. Jack squeezed her sore breasts, giving her a strong hint that if she did not lie still the sexual assaults would be renewed. “Now – smile for the camera!” She looked incredulous. Smile? Jack put his face close to hers, his tongue flicking in. We enjoyed the food. About half the Protestants on our team had to hurry after dinner. A bus was hauling us up the road to the River of Life Presbyterian Church for 7:00 pm Christmas Eve services. The Catholics and Baptists had an hour to wait until their services.About fifteen of us went to the services at River of Life. This church was much newer than the ones we had gone to out in Los Angeles last year and the year before. The church was nice but wasn’t as historic as those churches. That.