Michele sobered up during the passage to Sydney Australia and put all ofher effort into her work at Barrack Room Bettys. The others noticedthat she s...eemed more cheerful and were relieved.During the two week passage from Singapore to Sydney BRB did a roaringtrade. Their throng of 'trusted agents' issued with the black BRBbusiness card with the familiar logo of a Wren perched on a barstoolwith her head thrown back smiling with red lipsticked lips, had swelledand BRB was packed every. Again I was not sure if I should be offended or not. Mark was selling my ass for money. Ok he was selling it for what seemed like a lot of money but still he was making me feel like a whore.Jim moved behind me and entered in one hard long push. I was lubed and stretched out but Jim said I was still one tight piece of ass. I thought he would last even longer this time but it only took him a couple of minutes until he came in my ass a second time.Finally Mark told me to get my dress and go clean. For some reason not as frightened, as if speech had removed some of the more terrifying options, he stood up straight, back leaving the protection of the rock."I said, who are you?" Your mate."Mate? Damn, it was a succubus! She blinked, lowering her arm. Her hands clutched each other before her."Please. Come. We need you. We need you to mate. To survive. You must come. Please." Come where?" He looked behind her. Blackness. Blackness which had not been there, could NOT have been there. This was. She was about the age of my mother (who was a war widow). This woman, her name was Frau (Mrs.) Rach, was supposed to take care of our household and my little sis when my mother was working.I was a pretty innocent high school student with a sweet girl friend, who liked kissing and petting on dark park benches, but I did not have the guts to go any further with her at that time.Frau Rach, had very brunette skin, dark thick hair, also under her arms, while all my family and neighbors were blond..