“We bought you a Snuggie so you could keep warm,” he said.“This is so much more comfy that that,” she said. “Feel it.”She grabbed his hand...and placed it on the bottom of her skirt as she said, “See dad the material is thicker than my Snuggie or any of my sweaters.”“It does feel warm,” he said as he quickly moved his hand.“Daddy, can I sit on your lap?” she asked.She always did this whenever she asked her father if she could have something. Ever since she was a little girl would climb onto his. I wonder what she has done. Come with me. You, bring that tray." the mistress instructed the maid to bring the now empty tray.Jennifer complied, beginning to wonder what was going on. She was led out of the building across a compound. The sun felt good as it warmed her naked body. The compound was a lush tropically landscaped area between the several buildings. The mistress led the way with Jennifer behind her and the slave maid behind them, carrying the two trays.Once inside one of the. “Sit still, we’ll be back in a minute.” The older guy grunted, then the two men left the room.A couple of minutes went by, while Andrea regained some composure. She stood up and walked around a little bit, her dress clinging to her feminine curves. Then she tried to open the door, but it was locked from the outside.Andrea began banging on the door, “Let me out, let me out. PLEASE! Let me out!”Suddenly the door was flung open, knocking her back into the room. Five men rushed in four only wearing. His gaze left her, flickering over the woman at her side, and he barked out an order to the man that had forced her up on deck, before turning his back to them. She didn’t catch what was said, his words lost to the wind, but her eyes widened as the elderly lady and her daughter were dragged to their feet by loathsome pirates. Without thought Carly was on her feet, but a thick arm anchored around her waist, lifting her clear off the ground. She struggled, her fingers clawing at the arm, before.