" I wondered if this small town would be my opportunity to get away. Maybe if I could run out on them while they were eating or getting gas, I could...make my way to the police. It was the only way I could think of that they might believe me. Otherwise, it was only a matter of time before I got caught with them. Then, no one would believe me. The sign on the highway said "Ovid - 2 Miles." "I ain't never heard of Ovid," Enos muttered, "and I was born and raised in Tulsa." "Well, we can't. No not each, total. Yes, a half a beer each. Oh, OK. Let me know when you have a better idea, will see you in a couple of days.”I told them that my dad laughed when I told him two beers total. I think they were a little surprised when I actually told him that, and I told them he would realize that there were some missing. My dad’s alcohol policy had always been I can have a beer if I wanted, so long as it was only occasionally. And no more than two in a single day. And no beer to friends.“But. His dick was just too thick. This was the first time a blow job actually seemed like a job. I sucked him for a minute and then pulled him out of my mouth, licking his balls to give my jaw a rest. His skin and dick had a different smell than that of the white men I had been with. I found myself liking it.He pulled me up to my feet and placed his large hands under my arms. He easily lifted me up off the floor and laid me on my back on the bed. He undid my jeans and pulled them off. I laid there. She also said that she’d continue any rule that Adam already had for her during that time.“You wouldn’t!” Beverly was aghast that her daughter would even joke about continuing her humiliation if she lost.Erica pulled her own cheeks and jiggled them to simulate her mother’s annoying habit of touching her face. “I would be a lot more creative at making rules than Adam, and I know you aren’t really under mind control!” Erica assured her mom she was serious about continuing her mother’s nudity.