She did itall in silence but, despite her best efforts, her mind raced with athousand possibilities. They were the same unlikely scenarios over andove...r. She had no new information either. She knew Penny was gone. Sheknew Penny would be mad. She didn't know when Penny was coming back. Itwas the same story and yet, sitting amongst the ruins of Penny's homemade it more bleak. She had no reason to hope less, but she did.Her mind thought of a dozen terrible endings. Perhaps Penny took her ownlife.. What came next shocked me.?May I use the strap on your tits before I leave?? he asked somewhat apprehensively as though he expected me to refuse. Not wishing any more punishments or pain, I did. Bad mistake.?I thought I’d given you a good time so there should be no need to use the strap on me.? He looked a little downcast but left and shortly after a paunchy man in his forties entered and I’d started to remove his jacket when a guard entered with the boy. ?Get back on the bed, bitch. You do not. What the heck are they doing here, I wondered?“You are running an iron fist on this site; I thought we would never get in. If it had not been for one of your RRT men we would still be out there,” Eric said.“I have enough problems without hundreds of John Does just wanting to take a closer look,” I replied.“The media is screaming about the no fly zone over this place; they want all those aerial shots for the news. I am expecting it to be dropped as soon as the president gets involved. He has. It was only after the divorce did her frustrations begin to seep on and she flirted with any boy Sandy brought home. They were polite but none took the bait. It made her feel even more unwanted. Then I came along and that suddenly all changed. The long stretch of sexual deprivation was at last over. She told me after the first night we fucked she played the Etta James song At Last over and over, stretching her body across her bed and rubbing her pussy. Even Sandy was upping her sexual game..