The silver moon still had hardly moved, and I surely couldn’t, not even to scratch myself.Part 4 Two E mails arrived next day, the first said; that...the night had been long, unable to move, scratch, or turn over every tiny niggle had become a major hurdle, even the moonlight had gone, rain now beat against the window, I needed the loo, By the time Nella appeared things were desperate, I was released and tottered to the toilet, which was a near thing, then on to the shower, the attentive Nella. Please continue," Mrs Thomas responded.I paused, gathering my thoughts to work out how to phrase this, "Coming up on two months ago, my sister underwent MORFS, and became the girl she is today. Now our family is very anti-MORFS, and we lived in Little Greenvale, a community that is pretty much founded on hatred of MORFS survivors. So it was obvious things were going to be tough for her, especially since she was so clearly altered into a hybrid. However, our parents took things worse than I. Mari was wearing a loose miniskirt and her ass teasingly peeked at Rick with each bump and grind. Still, Rick was not initiating anything. Mari gasped and ran to the closet where she pulled out a set of cheerleader pom poms. Okay Ricky, we’ve got to get this game going. Mary slipped out of her skirt and top. She had been braless and so now stood in front of Rick totally nude. She began a seductive cheerleading routine. With her pom poms shaking, Mari began chanting and bouncing, “Go Ricky, Go. Omer caught her momentarily and then pushed her to the ground, landingon her torso. Aurora struggled asher hands were bound with rope and she was gagged with a crude handkerchiefgag. Within moments she was on the aircraft. The aircraft had been heavilyprepared for her arrival. The moment she was dragged aboard she was untied andthrown into a large steel cage. As the plane took off Auroratried in vain to free herself from the cage, until Omer entered the room. Hesaid nothing, and placed a cloth.