Charlene was bra-less, wearing one of her father's old dress shirts over a pair of shorts, and although a couple of the buttons had already come undon..., James and Peter were pushing Charlene to undo even more. I had no objection to what they were suggesting, but personally, I wasn't going to encourage her. Charlene did undo an extra button, to everyone's delight, but she really captured our attention when she began to tell us about the neighbor over back who had her on camera. "No shit?" I. "You think you have freedom of action, freedom from want and freedom to choose your pleasures. You are wrong. It is all an illusion. You have no such freedoms. You are clay waiting to be molded into what I have already decided you should be. I have very definite ideas of how you may be of use to me-- very detailed ideas and plans. Your California Girl persona bores me. I have no need of such an independent personality, all brash and mouthy. Your beauty is as garish as your choice of. Make sense?”“I ... guess so. And all we can do is fight our own desires?”“And drink the tea, and do not drink any of your milk! Not a drop! Meet your needs as well as you can, and try not to cross any more lines. I know that’s not terribly helpful, but it’s the best I can do. What you do during the duration of the arrangement will change you for the rest of your lives. Think before you act. Your choices are irrevocable.”Jim, still staring at Bethany, reached into his robe and began masturbating. I could see that the creature was starting to get far angrier than it had been before. Finally I was almost out of the branches as the creature roared and started to rush me. Standing my ground I swung the largest limb I had at it. Problem is it broke easily over the back of the creature. Shit I thought. I'm not going to make it but at least my friend was safe now. The creature hit me at a full run knocking me to the ground raking my side with one of its huge claws. I thought I heard shouting.