We had seats in the mainGallery, on the far right side. We were gabbing about nothing much when I felt a tap on my shoulder.“Ronald!” I said.“Hi...Dad,” he said. “I’m supposed to invite you to move over to where the family is sitting. Dad has saved seats for you guys.”“Is your mom over there?” I said.“Well yes,” he said.“We’ll be staying here, Ron, but tell your Dad thanks for the invite,” I said.“Huh? Okay,” he said.He left and I watched to see where he was heading. I was able to spot clan Cord. "I could just about follow the Record-Herald truck around town from where I was getting phone calls. They'll keep. I'm going to go over and see how they're coming with the sewer inspection. That'll get me out of here for a while, anyway." He was gone before Marjorie could protest.It wasn't as if he hadn't expected it, but it was still pretty frantic on the phone after about 11. The calls before then had mostly come as a result of the rumor mill, but as soon as the Record-Herald came out, it got. Theres a hallway. Once the door shuts behind us, I can barely hear the music. We make a right, then a left, then the man in front of me opens a door on the right with a key. Inside, there are a few cages. They can each hold a single person, standing up. Three of the cages have naked crying women in them. The man switches on a light, and Im brought to a cage and pushed in. I watch as Abbys pushed into the cage next to mine. The men leave and turn out the lights. Umm… Hi. Do you girls know whats. She turns toward me with a slightly nervous "mhm," and relaxes her hands.With each passing mile my attentions grow a little bolder, her reactions a bit more obvious. My smile grows even bigger as her unfettered nipples, start poking through her Toronto blue jay t-shirt and her cute little ass begins to squirm on her seat. My lips gently find hers and my fingers slowly pull up the bottom of her t-shirt, leaving her breasts still covered but her tummy bare. Her breathing becomes faster, with each.