More than a year since I’d been arrested and tried and sentenced, and then sent up here to hell. I had talked to her once in county and gotten lette...s, but apart from those, nada.Like I said, she did write and that fairly often. I did know what was going on back home, and I had gotten a picture of my little girl. She’d sent it as kind of an early Christmas present. I so loved that baby. Daddies always adored their baby girls; it was nature. I so wanted to hold her. It killed me that I never. He looks at me for a moment, then kissing me, his tongue fighting with mine. I feel his hand slide under the waist band of my panties and one of his finger slowly slide down, teasing my clit before slowly pushing inside of me. I moan into his mouth and pull away gasping as he slides another finger inside me and picks up speed, his thumb occasionally brushing against my clit and sending an electrical jolt of pleasure through me. He stops suddenly and flips us so Im straddling his waist and says. It was a joyous reunion for all. The boys had just about given up hope of rescue. They were in good physical condition, because the older boy had been an efficient forager, but they had nevertheless been close to panic by the time the Kazners had found them.The father and daughter had heard my broadcast from their home in Milwaukee (where they were the only survivors they knew about). They had driven directly to Chicago and had gotten there — and run across the two boys — five hours before we. Be Jaysus! He planned to drug and sell a girl that night! He had four buyers waiting. Full battle stations!He went into a family restaurant; she was to meet him in fifteen minutes. Bob spotted a hidden security camera Johnny didn't know about. Henry "guided" the receptionist and him to a table right in front of it -- perfect view.Bellana probed the girl when she came in. No firewall, no abilities. She was sweet-sixteen, almost-a-virgin and was a great example of the girl next door or a sweet.