I would follow that creek as far as a Saturday would take me. Back then parents would let their children outdoors to explore and breath fresh air, the... weren’t as scared about children being stolen. My dad tells me now that back then children were lots uglier and no one really wanted to steal any ugly kids. Anyway, it was getting late one Saturday afternoon, I was getting hungry and thirsty. The Army surplus canteen I carried had dried up about an hour before, but I wanted one more minute at. I took off my dressing gown and nightie and I saw that my vagina was soaking wet with arousal. I straddled the arm of the couch and began to rub my clit up and down on it as I continued to watch lesbian porn. I humped the couch more when the girls on screen began to grind their hot and wet pussies against each other's and moaning with pleasure. I let out a loud moan as I thrust harder and harder. It turned me on even more hearing the bed on screen creaking beneath them. I wanted that. I wanted. They danced frenetically and then, when exhausted by the effects of rum and dance, they made love with a wild abandon, knowing that their hangovers would pass during the next day of rest, but the fruits of their couplings might just mean new children, born to the Master, in slavery.Jan's eyes twinkled in the reflected light of the huge fire that blazed in the pit. He had perhaps, a little more of the potent rum than he should have. Not quite drunk, but near enough for his coordination to be. Then, there are a few things I will probably decide to do.”We left the barn and I closed it up. Inside, we went to the radio room and I looked at the email Gail had received from Carl. It was threatening and showed my address that he claimed was given him by Jack, Amy’s guy, who had tried to include Gail in his “harem.”I said, “Respond to him with this: ‘I am ready. I figure you are armed and will protect my home and those who live in it with the same deadly force that you threaten to use. Do.