Through her blouse I could clearly see her nipples were erect!Just then the truck stopped. We had been driving, but I'm not sure for how long. It coul...n't have been for more than 10 minutes. The door opened and two of the men came into the back. They were both wearing black pants and a black tee shirt. "Ladies, welcome, please relax" the first guy said. "How can we relax, you've just kidnapped us. What the fuck do you think you're doing?" "This one's got a mouth on her, better get the gags." He. It must be way up in my belly. I look at my car seat ... I have no panties on. No semen on my dress or seat ... no drips on my toes. I’m amazed at the volume he unleashes in me. Got to admit ... erotic as hell.I pulled up in my drive and decided I better check on something that had been worrying me some. I walked in the kitchen and looked at my calendar. OH FUCK! FUCK! It can’t be ... I look at the dates. I’ve missed one period and should be finishing my second one now ... OH GOD NOOO! I. I thought that story had been around, like forever.They had a sports bra in my size that felt really good. It had strong underwire that was padded, a wide band with Velcro instead of hooks, and reinforced cups made with spandex so they gave a lot of support when I jumped. I was very glad to have something that would make it possible for me to stay in cheerleading.Madge also wanted to show us a bra that she said would make nursing easier for me. At first I hesitated, but I couldn't think of a. She curses them, reaching for a Kleenex to blot them. She places the note pad on the table and gets up. Banking the fire, she turns out the lights, locks the door and heads to the bedroom. Silently, she removes her clothes and slips between the cool flannel sheets, burying her face in the pillow. Within moments, she is asleep. Back in the living room, the letter she wrote flutters, as if blown by an unseen wind. It tears from the note pad, rising up toward the ceiling. Small starbursts surround.