.."My voice was now light, but intense. I had to get help. I realized alsoI was now a teenage girl... alone in the dark. I ran. I just took off.I knew...... I just KNEW someone wanted to rape me. Finally I came to thebeach front main area. There were people there returning from the bigcity... they turned, and saw me... reached round and began throwingthings... at me!"NO! Please! I..." Get lost freak! Don't touch my kids!" NO! I'm not... I'm a man! I'm... I WAS! I'm Curt Parr..." We know that!. I woke up horny as hell this morning and decided I would scratch the horny itch.I dressed in a cross over dress, a very tits out and thigh exposing outfit. I put on stockings; heels but oooops forgot any undies! I know what I want and I intend to get it.Greg – his name – is in his 40s, stocky, close cropped hair and is wearing tradesman’s garb. He is unconventionally handsome, has huge hands and talks like a bit of a geezer! I can see he is checking out my curves and so I ramp up the. You like to use your tongue for the same purpose. Your fingers too. You like to have objects inserted into you. You prefer the manhood to penetrate your waste orifice. I could go on.?Nothing more than bread and water, for days on end. A tiny, dark box into which you will be curled up. No room to stand or lie down. A small hole to relieve yourself, or maybe not. You’ll just have to co-exist with your waste. Let it soak the floor, let it pile up. Let the stench burn your nostrils. Let your skin. The instant she touched it, she felt an incredible pain in her hands, as it burned her skin with its incredible heat. It was strange though, since she's felt no heat radiating from it, and it did not seem to be damaging the table."Cressida, is that you?" A male voice shouted. "I told you to stay in your lamp!" Moune turned around, and saw a nude boy emerge from one of the bedrooms, yawning and stretching. He had a large erection, which was at least 3, maybe 4 Standard Length Units long. His.