Two weeks ago I was formally initiated into the “Hell’s Lover’s Wisconsin” club. It was kinda of a strange day for me, I really liked the sex..., but I kind of felt “used” by seven different men who couldn’t give a fuck about me personally. I was midway through my “initiation” when the group took a break to eat and drink beer. There was a small stage set up in the grass and the other girl Carol who was also being initiated that day was onstage. She was a young stripper who was skillfully dancing. “Wait, I’m not at the city hospital?” I asked, as it dawned on me that I wasn’t even in the same state. I decided not to comment that he’d let slip it was four weeks since my ordeal on the mountain.“I’m sorry, I assumed someone would have told you. Mr Kafkasian had you flown by private plane to a hospital with one of the top neurological departments in the country. This university teaching hospital is about five hundred miles from your home town.”“How did my mother get here? Where is she. I ran like a bitch as the cops inside noticed. My nipples were erect and were sticking out of my t – shirt and my tights were at mid thigh region making me look like a bitch. Now there were 6 cops and started talking to each other. The main cop asked them who am I and why am I here. They explained everything and I was asked to come forward. I walked swaying my ass left to right towards the table. I fake cried to the main cop stating “I’d do anything, just let me go and I would never ever repeat. No damn privacy. It seemed like mom and dad checked up on everything she did. And then of course there were her two mischievous teenage brothers, always hanging around. She was lucky to get five minutes to herself to beat off, she thought bitterly. Once more she closed her eyes and stroked her hot, slippery little pussy slit. It felt so nice, and she began to cream steadily, soaking her fingers with the sizzling fuck-juice. It felt good, real good, but there was one important ingredient.