I lay down on the cot for the fourth time, got as comfortable as I could, and tried to sleep.'Why do you put up with this shit?' he asked me."What? Wh...'s there? Who are you?"I couldn't see anyone. All around me was absolute darkness. I was standing on something (I could feel solidity beneath my feet) but I couldn't tell what it was or how big. I remained very still and tried not to move my feet too much.'Being held captive like an animal in a zoo. There's no way they can hold us, if we don't. Oh, and of course, my name was now Jane.And then the adventure started. I could hear a man’s voice saying, “I looked down at Jane tied to the bed. I went over and started to massage her breasts through her tight blouse. I could feel her nipples harden with excitement.” He wasn’t kidding; as he was saying that, Mary was massaging my breasts. Only, in my mind it wasn’t Mary, it was the man with the sexy voice and my nipples were indeed getting hard. His voice went on to say. “Then I bent down and. Now he was doing her just as vigorously. Her clit tingled and her body began to tremble as if an earthquake had hit the island. Joy got her pleasure from a half dozen orgasms before her lover pumped her with shot after shot of his hot thick cum. She asked that they might meet again when he left to go back to work to prepare lunch.The courting process was much slower with Kevin and Moana. She kept returning to the kitchen with the dishes and only stayed to talk with Kevin for a moment before. It seems almost inevitable that at times we would turn on each other. I'd like to think that we learned our lesson, but I seriously doubt it. Thankfully the succession wars were not nearly so bloody as the name the press tagged onto the events of 2000 and 2001 would indicate. Many lost their lives but not nearly as many as might have. It could have destroyed us. It could have destroyed the entire world. It didn't. I'd like to think that I had some small part in that. Following the virtual.