The flight had passed the halfway point and now the stuffy vessel was beginning its steady decline. Taking out his phone, he began texting the BSC. �...This is Nelson, fill up a cement truck and have it ready in the city.”In her apartment building over Congress Street in the center of Portland, the woman continued to sob as she carved symbol after symbol into her neighbor’s flesh. With each completed mark, a slip of skin fell down to the floor like a red slug. She had known this man for years, but. "Ah... soyou're 'John'. I overheard you won't be staying long?" the girl replied,giving his hand a studying glance before he nervously pretended he wasjust flipping back his hair with it. "Well, you know, getting ready forcollege, pretty pumped about that." Mm-hmm, I can imagine." God, she was hot. "What a shame..." she addedwith a devious grin that left nothing to his imagination. "So uhh... areyou Carmen's daughter or something? I mean, I never knew..." There's a lot you don't know about my. There are times when I get so horny and hungry for sex that I find myself doing things that I normally never would have dreamed of doing. This doesn’t happen very often, but when it does . . . I’ve learned that it’s useless to try and fight it.Well, this was one of those times. The taste of his cock and the predicament that we had gotten ourselves into . . . had me starving for his cum. We could’ve been anywhere at the time and it wouldn't have mattered . . . he was going to cum in my mouth. "There is a military labor camp about 120 kilometers from here. It's a remote area with little communication to the main base except for supply shipments. My half-brother is in command there and he owes me favors. There are a number of inmates working on the train rails there along with a dozen military guards. They would pay handsomely for a couple of women to bed, not to mention, indian women. We will leave at sunrise but before that, I suggest that we let the women sleep and then fuck them.