All she could do was hold onto the important things. She still fought some, though. She couldn’t help herself. She kept the tendrils away from the s...cent of the sea air, the sight of a lighthouse in the fog. Not the most important details, but it was the principle. She never wanted them to think she’d given up. She remembered (really remembered, not like the demanding mental theater of the chair) their first day in the cells, remembered forcing the guards to drag her down the hall, fighting them. I covered my self up in fear of getting caught and she put some decent clothes and went to see who it was.The next night was when we both saw some real action. I was going to stay there for two more nights. This time it was a very chilly night. Then around 11 pm when everyone had gone to sleep, Riya walked in fully naked from the shower.Then we both did some foreplay and then she grabbed my dick and put it in her tiny and tight pussy, and she cried loudly,”Take it out.” But I chose not to. Close the door please."I close the door and stood there waiting. Rick got up from behind his desk and walked over and turned the lock on the door, then he turned around, leaned down and kissed me on the cheek."Privacy you understand. It wouldn't do to have someone walk in on us."I nodded my agreement but didn't say anything."The room is also soundproof Gloria so you don't worry about being overheard." Fine." Would you like a drink, I have a full service bar?" Yes, I think so. A vodka and tonic. My husband told me he had plans for us that night, and that I should get dressed up in my jeans and a nice tee shirt. Sounded like we were going out for dinner and maybe a movie.. Sounded like a nice night. We got into the care and were driving for about 20 minutes, and stopped at a gas station/mini mart. My husband went in, saying he wanted to get us some beer. I was good with that, and waited in the car. He came out of the store with the beer, but waved for me to come with him around the.