”Kelli giggled with delight as she rinsed through her hair. “Real shampoo ... and conditioner too!”“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven...�...� Perl said with a contented sigh, tilting her face up to let the hot water cascade over her.They luxuriated in the shower, washing away what felt like years of dirt. “I think the last decent shower I had was at Trixie’s,” Kelli said, stepping out of the cubicle and picking up a white fluffy towel from the heated rail. Wrapping it around herself, she groaned. What their fear is, is that once they have everything they want from the Earl they will still kill the boy," said Joi."How old is he?" asked Suzan."Nine seasons old. He's just old enough to remember them, but not old enough to get away on his own," said Joi."Wow what a mess. So if they've been giving them what they want for a while why the rush now?" asked Suzan."Because they've been taking longer and longer in between times before they ask for anything. At first it was several things a week.. She slid her finger over her clit several times while she stared at herself in the mirror. Somehow, seeing herself and pleasuring herself at the same time was a surreal experience. She imagined what she would look like from the side; from where her father was hopefully watching her.Molly stopped suddenly, tweaked her nipples one more time and moved into the shower. As she entered she glanced at the door.‘Yes,’ the almost silent confirmation passed her lips as she saw her father’s face peeking. She did not even tremble this time. Instead she stood quietly facing the bed, prepared to feel his hand on her shoulder, pushing her onto all fours to take her as many of the soldiers had, or perhaps to feel his fingers in her freshly washed hair so that he could put his cock inside her cleansed body and feel somehow less sullied by her. None of it came, however."I want you rested and healthy. I do not treat my prisoners the way you have been treated." She stood still, unmoving. Her knees.