She remembered it when they strapped her into the chair. So there didn’t seem to be anything odd when she continued to remember it after they’d tu...ned the chair on, after the electrodes began to feel warm against her skin just like they always did. It was such a gorgeous memory, something so sweet and beautiful in the middle of so much horror, seeming all the more perfect because it might be the last time they ever fucked. She relived it again, the way Missy had given everything of herself, the. She wouldn’t believe he had gotten that dirty without getting into some mischief. Suddenly he knew what to do! He ran toward the steep hill heading toward Mr. Landers house, the hill that had been half torn up by a recent storm. With no regard for his own safety, he flung himself down the hill. On the way down he crashed through a few bushes, hit his shin on a big rock and got, if it was possibly, even more filthy. For a moment he paused to examine his camouflage. His legs and arms were. He smoothly went back to caressing her, enjoying the first hint of her scent as he studied the lines of her neck and how her ponytail curved around it. She would have liked to have stayed this way forever, but the fear and anticipation of what they had planned started to weigh on her. Closing her legs, she gracefully rotated herself upright sitting on him like a chair, still keeping the blanket on purely for warmth. He took this cue leaning in to her shoulder length hair whispering,“ Are you. As I stood there the others came in and were pointing things out to me, then this voice said “What you doing in my office” and there stood John, the ‘Chief’ everyone looked sheepish as he sat in his big leather chair behind his desk, which only had a computer and a phone on it. As we all stood there I noticed three guys in front of me and one behind me.After a couple of minutes I’d emptied my glass, and someone brought me another, I was feeling a little tipsy and giddy. After a few innuendos.