He marveled at it, as he pumped it once, than twice. His tongue flicked out, swirling around the head, along the shaft. And with a sigh of pure bliss,... he lowered his mouth to the cock and began to suck. Lisa sat watching, as Matt's head bobbed up and down on Harry's cock. She watched Harry's face, eyes closed in lust, his hands on Matt's head. The sound of slurping began to fill the room. Every now and then, Matt came up for air, obviously unused to sucking cock, and obviously struggling with. ”“Fine,” and she shrugged, “If you need anything there’s a tenner in the cupboard…”“… I know, I know, in the gravy boat.”He did not mean to sound so peevish and his mum knew that too, being a teenager, even at sixteen afforded him some leeway.“Okay wise guy, just don’t burn the place down,” she paused to give him that look, “and no booze!”He tutted and the floor bounced again.The thrum from the car engine ebbed away leaving the trill of birdsong and occasional thuggish. "I'll leave my cell with her," I offered. "That way if she needs us she can get in touch with us."I knew that Janet had delayed picking up cell phone service for another month, too. Still, she stared at me."Are you an idiot or am I missing something?" she asked."Honestly, there is a pretty good bet that both are right," I said. "But I will need more specifics." If you leave your phone with her what will we use when she contacts us?" she asked. "I mean it won't do her any good to try to call. My last days with Sarah had been too fraught and tense to enjoy each other. Our first night on the run really might have been my last good time, forever. During those first seconds in what was to be my home and hell for the next four years, just about the only thing I didn't think was that the very appetites that Margaret had nurtured within me might save my life, that my thorough S&M training would be the key to surviving this inhuman system.In the shadow of the lower bunk, an ominous shape.