June 2061The eye of Hurricane Belinda ripped through Miami on June 3, 2061 allowing the commander of the Florida National Guard at the Dade/Broward HQ...a few minutes to go out and enjoy the sunshine, and he reflected on the situation. The Federal troops had been withdrawn from the cities of America over the last two months. Not a shot was fired by an American soldier at an American citizen – or non-citizen resident. The borders were still mostly closed and the tourist industry was screaming. ‘What is it?’ he asked. ‘I didn’t want the baby, but I didn’t want this to happen,’ she admitted, her eyes filled with tears and he hugged her gently. ‘It’s going to be okay Callie, I promise,’ Cooper said, kissed her forehead. CHAPTER THREE ‘What’s wrong Callie?’ Cooper asked as he watched her from across the table. Callia looked up from her mostly untouched plate of food. ‘I’m sorry Coop,’ she whispered. ‘Sorry for what?’ Cooper asked, setting his fork down and taking a sip of his soda. ‘I. "Come on, baby!" the drunken voice called out, "let's see you fuck yourself!" A few other people began clapping in excited approval.How can I be doing this? Jill's mind, temporarily cleared of all protective illusions, cried out. How can I lie here masturbating in front of these people--how can I? Yet inconceivable as it was, she knew that she would continue this depraved act--and that she would even enjoy it! The very obscenity of the situation excited her even more, and she knew she was. I then took the shampoo bottle and damn near emptied it into her hair.Due to my mother’s hair only being shoulder length, it didn’t take long to fully wash her head and scalp.My mother had stopped resisting entirely. She would move her head to where I needed it and seemed destined to submit to my intentions.As I was rinsing her hair, she had wrapped her arms around my legs almost in a hugging fashion. Her face was against the front of my boxers and it was at this time that I realized my cock.