The gate wasn't really locked. I opened the gate and waved Kristen through. I closed the gate behind her, leaving the barrier the way that I had found... it.After taking care of the gate, I got back to Kristen's car and hopped in. "Just follow the path, and you'll find a clearing," I told her.Patty said, "Yeah. It's about a quarter mile in."Kristen found the clearing. "Is this it?" Yeah," Patty and I said together."Wendy and Camille aren't here," I noted. Actually, I was surprised that the other. ***Monday Morning: Tilly’s alarm woke her. Her throat felt dry, and she found that her mouth was open trying to suck in whatever air she could. She had woken up wanting, but she wasn’t really sure what exactly. There was a craving deep within her that she couldn’t explain. She sat up, looking out across her room. Those things she had awoken to – thirst and wanting – had already taken a hold of her during the night, if not before, and so waking up had changed little. She just lolled around. Fir 15 min bad rahul didi ko kiss karne laga aur apni baho me bhar liya aur didi uske lund ko pakad ke sehla rahi thi kiss karte karte usne inko piche se pakada aur unki chuchi ko ragadne laga didi pagal hui ja rahi thi aur ahe bhar rahi thi fir uska lund tight ho gaya tha aur usne didi ko chusne ko bola aur wo pakad ke uska supara hata ke chus rahi thi wo didi ka bal pakad ke khub teji se chuswa raha tha aur didi ki bur k sahlata hua ungali andar dal raha thaFir usne didi ko litaya aur bola. Her giddy, bubbly smile fades as her expression straightens. She assertively stares me in the eyes, one eye brow raised."Because....." She bites half of her lower lip. "Because I love being a cock slut."Floored by her response, I am suddenly reminded where I am."Well?", she asks."Well, what?" I question.She points behind me toward the toilet that had been long drained of any water, but still retains the copper tinge of hardwater stains. I awkwardly waddle over as my pants droop down to my.