.. the period in which you were both captives." As I spoke it occurred to me that I had all but accepted Lauren's perception of this event as real —...or, at least, real to her. And if it was real to her, I needed to know if it was just as real to this woman, or if her recollections would reveal another facet of this puzzle.Lauren nodded. "That's OK. I'm just happy at the idea of having someone else with us that knows I'm not crazy. But..." She looked away before continuing in a smaller voice,. I say absolutely, feeling relieved that I can turn and hide my erection, walk to the bin and grab a couple Mt Dew 2 liters and give to her. She smiles and thanks me profusely. She fills the cart up with her groceries and heads to her car, a little Nissan Sentra. I pay for my items and walk to my truck, two spots down from her space. I notice she is in a walking cast. She thanks me once again, as I am climbing in the truck she is bent over, trying to get her groceries in the trunk. I climb out. ..But, what? He says,I have some family inside.Who? He asked.Right now it's just some family, but I in their rooms, and my room is kind of The middle room, so we will have to be really quiet.He tells me, I can be quiet.Ya you think so?As I'm still slowly jacking his dick that's in my hand.He said, go look and see if we can make it to your room.I'm still looking at his dick in my hand glistening with his precum.He tells me,Hey, hello! Hurry up and go see, then you can play with my dick for as. ‘Shit, Richard,’ Dan muttered. ‘You could’ve let someone else take the call.’ Richard shook his head at this. ‘Otherwise we’d have nothing to do. Hillton is strictly for high class families who at the worst have a son that drinks once in a while.’ he looked over at his partner. ‘Or a daughter that flaunts it about town and complains about being harassed.’ Dan and Richard shared a laugh at this. He of course was referring to Katherine Florentino, a woman of about Twenty three who was physically.