His beard had been coming in, his scruffy face just long enough to rub my lips slightly raw when we kissed, to burn me just enough that I’d feel tha... last kiss for hours with a smile on my own that would never seem to fade. I found my fingers brushing along it as he dipped his face towards mine, feeling the way it skimmed against my fingertips.I smiled, he leaned in, and we kissed.I haven’t been feeling well lately, he had been taking care of me, doting on me constantly and it was the only. Finally Carlos came in and commented on how good I looked being their little whore, and he moved over to sit on the bed in front of me, as some guy was pushing into me from behind. AS the guy fucking me was starting to cry out just before he came, I heard Caesar talking to someone that sounded familiar, but I was so far gone, I couldn’t figure it out. I heard the guy ask Caesar, “how old is this one?” and Caesar lied and told him I was 19. As the guy in my pussy finished, I heard Carlos tell. The next day started out as a normal Saturday. We showered then went to a local greasy spoon for breakfast sharing sections of the news paper. We returned to the house put on some music and played some cards on the front porch. We started to drink sometime after lunch and over our first drink the question of the night before was once again broached. I told Amy that I was still nervous but I would give it a try on one condition. She asked “what condition is that.”I told her if she was willing to. Amelia was smiling at Able and I as we looked up the pipe and it was too bright to see anything, and looked at each other quizzically then at Amelia.“Light Pipe,” she said. “Each table in the Map room has a light pipe to illuminate the table. It only works in the daytime but it’s free.”The map was a tracing of a general area map showing Burney in the center and the hills and valleys for 50 kilometers around or so. It had been traced in greater or lesser detail by successive artisans judging.