Needless to say, we didn't sleep much that night until exhaustion grasped us.Next morning we were all up early as Robert and Jacqui wanted to get an e...rly start for the 1100 mile trip ahead of them. Jacqui was wearing her designated skirt and blouse, no panties or bra. Robert had already packed Jacqui's car which they would drive back to New Orleans with what little Jacqui was allowed to take.We ate breakfast. The agreement was laying on the table and everyone had one last chance to comment on. The school turned out to be a boarding institution in the far Pacific for the children of ex-pats who didn’t foresee the world coming their way under the banner of a rising sun.When the Japanese spotter flew over their vessel -- the M.V. Tammerville, a grime-encrusted inter-islander pressed into evacuation duties -- Miss Elsie was sleeping in her slip, the fan not working, and had barely time to button on her housecoat before she, her boys and their naval escort piled into the launch.“Safer. ’ Despite her cold eyes, there almost seemed to be some sort of genuine sorrow in her as she gracefully stood up from the bed and knelt by your side, brushing a lock of hair away from your face. ‘You see I never intended for him to be hurt, he just had to be taught a lesson. He’s been a very naughty little boy. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Has he even told you the plan for you yet?’ Without waiting for a response she continued on, ‘You poor thing. I guess you don’t even know that Damian. You watch me closely and just before I’m about to explode you pull my hands high above my head and thrust your cock into me deep and hard. There is no time to be gentle now. We both have no choice but to run for the edge. My finger nails dig into your buttocks encouraging you to thrust more deeply. In a second you roll onto your back and without losing our rhythm I straddle your body and ride you harder. Your hands cup my breasts, your fingers pinch my nipples before pulling them into your.