Your hands are kneading my chest, and grasping my back as moans of pleasure escape your lips. My hand in the back slowly begins to work its way up, b...inging your shirt with it until we work together and slide it over your head. I reach over and embrace you, removing your bra as I nibble and kiss my way down your neck, over your color bone, down your sternum and between your breasts as my hands firmly but gently caress and kneed them. My mouth continues down your stomach to your pants, where I. No use trying. Your dick is under lock and key and comes out only when I want it to." What the fuck is this for?" I said."Your cock is what keeps getting you in trouble. From now on, from this very moment, I will say when it can come out to play. I have the only key. Now you're free to take it," as she held the key out for me to look at. "But if you take it, we're done. You can leave and there's no looking back. Or... I'm in control now. I control who you fuck, when you fuck, if you fuck. You. They want to pay for your air fare – you and Momma – to Florida, where you will catch another flight to Ascension, and from there you get transported to here, the Colony.”“And they have a job for me, The Personalia?”“No, silly Poppa. The Colony are needing more plumbers, so they are happy to employ you to teach the subject to apprentices. You will work for the Colony, just like my fiancée and one of his wives.”“Fiancée? You are engaged, girl? But what do you mean, ‘one of his wives’?”“The laws. Ednesday, January 25 to Friday, January 27, 2006The guard's shift changed at 6am again, just as tersely as the time before. Most importantly, with no mention that I wasn't to be fed breakfast. I crossed my fingers.The time for breakfast came and went. I moved around so he'd hear that I was awake, but I got no response. What was worse, I also got no breakfast.I gave it half an hour, then asked, "Excuse me, is there any breakfast or just a drink of water this morning?" No. No talking."#7: