She was so different than her memories. No longer the slim, taut, well muscled teen. A woman now, full, well shaped round breasts, capped with small p...nk nipples, a thick, furry cunt, legs long but shapely. She had a good tan, and decided on the designer outfit that had been one of the costumes from the Playboy shoot. A clinging thin brown satin sheath that hung from her wide shoulders and started just above the swell of her lush globes. Stockings, thong panties and shoes exactly the same. These must have been sent to Summer, shown to her by those little fucking pricks. These fucked up horny kids were corrupting my baby, my angel. My eyes were drawn to another folder, titled "Sexy". I clicked on it expecting to find more photos that those little shits had been sending to her, alas it was worse than I feared. So much worse.They were all of Summer. The photos were clearly taken with the laptops webcam, and she was in her own room with it's pink walls and pictures of ponies. The. “You are gone to this place for very long,” he says. “Do you find your Kitik?”I call to Kitik and he comes to meet my father. They greet each other. This time Acou says his true name. I am pleased; he no longer calls himself Lone One, and this is as it should be.“Is it that the humans capture you?” Acou asks me.I wonder what are humans. Is that a name for the land creatures? And how does Acou know this? I do not ask these things now. I tell him that I come to this place of myself, because of. ’ He agreed, hugging her tightly to him. He gazed down at her, his eyes seemed to sparkle. They both sat quietly for a while, basking in the comfort of being near each other. They were away from the real world, from all the problems they had to face day to day. Here in the middle of nowhere, they were free to just enjoy the precious time they had together. Megan’s eyes drifted shut. She felt so safe in Max’s arms. He’d never let anything or anyone hurt her if he could help it. Yes, he had hurt.