Sixty gigs of memory, you had a lot of stuff.You traveled the world with me to places generally rough.You kept me company in ole' Douchebagistan,as I ...harged you with solar cells and cooled you down with fans.Or hooked you up to the laptop in Iraq,or the time I left you during that fucking mortar attack.I've had you in shitholes where things weren't so nice.Or when we partied in Dubai with women, drinks and ice.We froze together out on the Khyber Pass,as you kept entertaining my frostbitten. Technically' i said with a grin 'let me see, 'cause knowing you, you are lying'.'Hell no!' i shot back, leaning against the counter'Here is your salt mam'he said as he placed the salt in front of me, with one hand and with the other was holding up my skirt to really see if i had on underpants or not.'Heyyyyyyyyyyyyy', i said, but made no attempt to stop him from exploring further; and that he did.By this time my ass was exposed and he began to caress my butt cheeks.'You have a nice ass girl' he. "The crazed young psychopathic drug addict tore open Natalie's see-thrublouse, revealing a push up bra with layers of black and withfrills. "No!" she protested as she was pushed closer to Cindy."I want you to suck on your sisters" tits, like she is your Mommy."Cindy placed her hands on Nat's shoulders, and both girls looked intoeach others eyes for a moment. Nat's eyes were wide and clearly showedthat she was drugged, and that she was terrified. Were she and Cindyreally going to be forced. She could see the interest in his eyes. She had seen that before when he had first come to town and had attempted to ‘chase’ her. Sally knew that before the night was over there were going to be 2 very , very happy people in this town. She knew because he was a strapping man, 40’ish or so, a hell of an artist, and very easy on the eyes. The ‘benefactor’ had a long reputation of finding the most attractive and unassuming male artists to bring into her fold as it were. In fact, Sally was.