Then I feel him pull his fingers out and he positions himself behind me. I whimper when I feel his cockhead press agaisnt me. "Please...stop..." I try... to say around the sock in my mouth, but he seems to hear me as I feel the bunk shake as he chuckles. "You didn't listen to Emily when she begged for you to stop."With that he starts to force his way in. My screams are muffled in my gag as my ass stretches painfully around him. He shoves 10 inches in my previously virgin ass. I try to push him. A jolt went through me. Where was Mary? Why hadn't she gone after him? It was less than an hour ago that she said she would.I called home and Edie answered. She didn't give me a chance to question her before she posed a demand. "Where's Mom and Josh? Mom promised she would always be here when I got home and she isn't here. I'm scared to be here by myself." Edith, please call Aunt Paula to come and stay with you. I'll find Mom. She must have got held up at work." I called the store. Mary had. And what is it that we fear, what incalculable force could make hiding away from life a better option than taking the rudder of own lives in our hands? Pain of course. None of us (well… mostly none of us) like pain. It is another common denominator of the universe, that pain is something to be avoided at all costs. Why? Our physical response to pain, mired in the primordial ooze of our creation, is what stokes the fires of our fears. Our desire for one more breath, one more sunrise, one more. I figured that if the Porky couldn’t see me, smell me, or hear me, I stood a much better chance.I just hoped that I didn’t have to chase it because it could run at 20-25 MPH (Miles per Hour). If it came to that, I was going to ask the replicator for an ATV (All Terrain Vehicle). However, there was a problem here because Porky was partial to forests, and I wondered if I could shoot and still drive around trees. On the other hand, if I was successful in blinding it, Porky might spend a lot of.