There are other people here. Others hidden between the shadows, waiting to catch me between the darkened halls where I'll be taken to some hellish no ...where. My mind tries desperately to concentrate on any given light source, and hope it leads to sanctuary. In the smallest of light I can see bare flickers coming through the bottom of a door. The door is small and adjascent to the wall to my immediate left. The dark is so consuming it makes my skin taut from the thought that there's certainly. Mr. Mendoza wished us a safe trip, which Tom and I both acknowledged as we drove off down the street, heading West.We made good time with the half empty wagons pulled by six mules. We pushed the animals hard the entire trip, knowing they could rest up while we were digging for gold. We skirted every village, fort, and town on the way and didn’t see any sign of raiding parties or bandits the whole trip.To make things even better, the weather cooperated, and it remained warm and dry with almost. As we watched the movie, the guys kept whispering back and forth and a sex scene came on and made me a bit uncomfortable. They started asking me odd questions that I didn’t appreciate and I got up and went to my room. After about 30 minutes I had decided to take a shower since Ryan and my mom would be home in a few hours and I figured we would be going out for dinner for Jason’s birthday. As I was taking my shower, I could hear the guys in the other room but didn’t think anything of it. When I. For example, if I shove you to your knees and start skull-fucking you, you might realize you can adjust your position so that each thrust slams your head against the wall, which would then excite me and cause me to thrust harder. If you realize a way I can make things more uncomfortable or painful, don’t interrupt me about it. But you must send me a text after each experience letting me know what I could have done, and what things you did. Don’t mention anything you found pleasurable as that.