And you’ll look for me. Mark my words’. And that was the start of something big. Much bigger than my selfish addiction to watching. I was being wa...ched. And it was a rush to know that they were getting themselves off to our chat. I posted a ‘sweet smile’ back to him, but assured him that this was not my intention. That all I wanted to do was watch the others there while they chatted about dirty nasty fucking in all kinds of wicked and wild positions. That I was the ‘watcher’. I was the one who. Jennifer jumped a little at the unexpected contact but Nora whispered, "It's okay. I'm so sorry. He didn't need to punish you for last night. It's okay." Nora bent over the bed next to Jennifer and stroked her hair with one hand while continuing to rub her bottom with the other. Jennifer calmed down and turned her head to look into Nora's eyes. Nora smiled back and Jennifer relaxed onto the bed under Nora's gentle touch. "What the hell?!" Richard's voice rang out from the door. Both women. "Been through least a hundred." Any number," I told them, "about a forty-two I suppose." I looked around. It was like going back to the place where you were born and finding very little had changed. The smell brought back a lot of memories and some regrets.The man handed me a shirt with number sixty-seven on it and said, "You wear 'em up or long?" Knee high," I said, "thirty-six belly I think," and he got me some socks and some britches, a belt, wide waist jock strap and a hard plastic cup.. Since George, my girls, and I were wearing blue jeans and cowboy boots the captive saw us at once and started screeching for us to save him. It earned him a quick cuffing from a nearby Cro-Magnon male and it also put the focus of everyone else in camp on us, even though I'm sure none of them understood a word the dummy had been shouting.There were six mature males in the camp besides their prisoner and there were eight women and four children, just as advertised. The largest male came toward us.