..and then gasped and yanked open his jacket, staring down to let hiseyes verify what his hand had told him.As unbelievable as it was, the crisp white...shirt was slightly bulgedover a mildly distended stomach......except that it wasn't a white shirt, but a slightly off-white shirt,marked with barely-visible patterns of some sort......and it wasn't crisp, but fairly soft......and it wasn't slightly bulged, but pulled tight - over an abdomenthat, before his very eyes, was slowly pushing it's way. I panted heavily, and soonsquealed aloud, breaking away from his kisses to scream in lovelyecstasy.My own hands progressed inside his sweats, finding his sweet manhood,his large, round, throbbing shaft, also wet with sweat and precum. My breathing became heavier and I lost all sense of time and location.My screams became louder, and Paul lightly kissed me, hoping to drownout the sound. He was more aware than I was of the fact that we wereindeed in a public park, and even though we were deep. Their captors were less brutal than they might have been, but the women and girls were kept naked and locked up most of the time.Carole was also in demand as a cook. She considered poisoning her captors but was unwilling to risk killing her fellow captives. In various places around the kitchen and other rooms, she had secreted such items as an ice pick, steak knives, and a hatchet. However unlikely the chance, she was prepared to act if an opportunity presented itself.Currently, four men were. I don't know their names, but He'llknow ... and all my Grammas and Grampas."Visibly impressed, Viola pulled the covers up to her daughter's chest."Well, you seem to have covered all the bases." She pointed to the doll."Your Daddy's right; She does look a little like you. Have you come upwith a name for her?"Holding the figurine up, Elise put on her most thoughtful expression."I think I'll call her ... Marie."George joined them."Who you callin' Marie?"Elise sat up and extended her arms. Her.