Mark Benton had given Captain Wendt and I cyanide capsules to use inthe event we were captured because he thought that if tortured we'dbreak and give ...p the names of the others. I knew myself well enough toknow he was right about me, which meant he was probably right aboutWendt, too. So if I couldn't free him I had to make sure he didn'ttalk. There was no time to contact Benton, unfortunately. I would haveto do this myself, and quickly."Eva?" Mmmm?" I said coming out of my reverie. It was. "Walking towards his room she motions for him to follow. He suddenlybecomes very nervous about whether or not his room will be up to herstandards. He follows closely as she walks about the room. It goes wellexcept for her chiding him about how his shoes needed to be polished.That is until she stepped into the bathroom. he hadn't cleaned up afterdoing his makeup this morning and it showed, with makeup left out,powder everywhere and streaks, smudges and flecks of toothpaste allover it. She calmly. It was like when I rub myself at night before going to sleep. He slid his hand over his thighs and up to his balls. He circled them and then ran his fingers along the length of his erection. I watched wide-eyed as he slowly moved back down to his balls then back up to the tip. I made the shocked sound again which caused his cock to twitch. He moaned, "Oh yeah! You like watching me stroke my cock?" He wrapped his fingers around his cock and started to slowly stroke it up and down. I wasn't. It was going to be enough of a problem getting time away from her tomorrow as it was."Wouldn't it be fun to be young and play those sort of games again?" asked Ana, waving her arms around.I froze as I was, the cup of steaming coffee inches from my lips and stared straight ahead, wide-eyed.I couldn't!My mind wouldn't let go of the idea. The thought of having Ana join in the games Kirsty and I were playing jumped up and down in front of my eyes, waving a huge flag to attract my attention. It was.