Where am I?" Peyton mumbled as he rubbed his eyes removing thestickiness of sleep."Oh Peyton I am so glad you are awake and safely back home. I can't...ell you how worried I was about you," he heard his step-mother's voiceas he opened his eyes."You poor dear, what she did to your body is shameful but don't youworry, we'll do everything possible to bring her....I mean them tojustice," she finished."You know who kidnapped me? What happened? How did I get here? Didthey get them?" Peyton gasped. Have you ever done any type of labor, like construction?" She smiled and told him, "I was raised on a farm, with a brother. He got the farm, when my folks died, and I couldn't be found. He offered to split it with me, but I didn't want to. We did all the things that were needed to make a farm run, so I can do most things enough to get by." Albert turned and picked up his phone, hitting the speed dial. A few seconds later. "Hello, Carl? This is AL. Have you got any need for a hand at your place.. .. Master!" and a series of convulsions washed over her before she collapsed on her side on the bed.In her spasms she had pulled herself right off me. Through her panting she gasped, "Sorry Boss ... I couldn't ... hold on ... do you want to ... get back ... in me again?" Just stay there," I murmured. I tugged her hips towards me and pushed her knees up to her chest. The sight of her luscious nether lips protruding between the tops of her thighs and her bottom was irresistible. I tentatively. The more she thought about it the more she thought that Gary would like the quick and dirty. And for quick and dirty nothing could beat that old standby — the back seat in the parking lot.She waited until Wednesday because that was Gary's bowling night and she didn't want him to see what she was doing. She got the pile of stories out of her top dresser drawer and looked them over. On the bottom of the pages she saw the Internet addresses of the sites the stories had come from and she sat down.