Examination of the mass of crud lying in the saucer after the fire went out seemed to indicate that I needed more fat and less soap. Okay, that was ea...y enough to do.My second mix was not much better than my first, so I kept at it. Mixture number 13 seemed to be what I was looking for, so I settled on that until I could make some firebombs from it. I returned control of our body to Hippolyte, and she seemed relieved. She was all in favor of firebombs to be used against somebody else, but she. The women parked atthe end of the parking lot furthest from the bar entrance.'Now piggy. You will enjoy yourself. You will get into the swing ofthings. If you are asked for a dance, you will dance. If you are offereda drink, you will accept it. If you are flirted with, you will flirtback. The only thing you are not allowed to do is to take your diapersoff. You will act as a slut though. We don't care what story you make upbut you will get at least one guy to cum tonight. You will put a condomon. My gaze settled on a young lady sitting about three tables away.She was a rather heavy girl who probably weighed in at about 225 pounds. I like the larger girls. They tend to have big tits, and I love big tits. This one was no exception. She was wearing jeans and a loose fitting blouse. That blouse allowed just enough of a view of her ample cleavage to pique my interest.She was with a couple who seemed to be deeply engrossed with each other. They were paying little attention to their friend.. I carefully put it back. I have been here for fifty days. I was surprised how deeply I felt pleasure not pain when my captor, the man called Abel, made me fuck him. I hoped that was a dream too, and as one, I could feel the skill of his hands. I was in his cross hairs he said. Reality surprises you more than dreams. He hit my head many times that first week. He was careful to hurt but not damage. He rubbed my stomach, and spoke to the fetus inside my womb. I could not protest. I was gagged. He.