No Mistress Thorne, I.. I'm scared..." I manage."So little faith in me?" Mistress Thorne's voice is an amused purr.I finish my urgent little task, and... slowly withdraw my caged cock fromthe bottle, shaking it as I do so. "N.. no Mistress Thorne, but..." Shush bitch," Mistress Thorne says, her tone still mild. "Now screw thistop on the bottle." Yes Mistress Thorne," I reply starting to pull my panties up."Stop!" she orders and I freeze. "Leave them in position. And keep thatslutty little skirt in. When I'd gotten my shirt off, Grant handed me some pamphlets to hand to pedestrians.Most of the people who walked by yelled at us, but a few people took our pamphlets and one guy even thanked us. He said he was in Vietnam.Eventually, the police got called. The officer walked up to me."You kids got a permit for this little striptease?" Right here, officer." Grant fished a piece of paper out of his backpack and handed it to the policeman."Everything looks to be in order," the officer gave the. I was on pins and needles waiting for him to respond.“Humph,” he said, “those showers were a joke. When I found out I had to use them... The only upside was hoping some guy would pick me up.”I didn’t know what I’d expected, but it definitely wasn’t that. “Wait a minute,” I said. “So all that shit you did in the shower— all that showing off and whatnot— are you saying that was on purpose?”He shrugged. “Well yeah,” he said.“It’s just— I mean, when I saw you in there, I never would’ve. So now I was locked away in the mountains, two hours from the next living person with my older brothers. They were to make sure that I wouldn't meet any boys up here. I wasn't sure whom he expected me to meet here. Maybe he was afraid I would get little Yeti-babies. But while I was preparing dinner for the five of us – hacking away on the carrots with the biggest knife I had found – and sulking about my celibate status my gaze wandered to the window. My oldest brothers, Will and Sam, 29 and 26.