She was a gorgeous young woman - tall, athletic yet slender build, with a high hip-flare that accentuated her slight curves through the thighs and bum..., bronzed skin, those crystal green eyes, sun kissed light-brown hair and the most attentive c-cup breasts - all contained within a red two-piece polkadot bikini. “Emily - you can’t be in here.” Cam’s tone was matter-of-fact. If anyone else was there, he was in big trouble.After a few more moments of silence, Emily spoke softly, nervously, “I… I. He opened his mouth to protest, but before he could do so the old man continued. “You know it’s true, too, boy. You saw the faces on those men. There’s three of them coming. They’ll be catching up to you within the hour.”“You came from south of us. How do you know about the town behind us?”The old man ignored the question. “You know the three I’m talking about. You saw their faces. An hour from now you’ll be dead, and they’ll have your sister. That what you want, boy?”Jacob knew the truth of. She is still just ever so tight.”Keith paused as he drank some more tea and cut off a piece of fruit cake to pop into his mouth. Gemma was leaning forward with her chin resting on her hands and taking in every word and both of them completely oblivious now to the fact that neither of them had a stitch of clothing on ... right there in the middle of town and in all the busy-ness of the day.Before Keith began his narration again he leaned forward and ran the back of one finger up and over one of. Imagining all these things took place without her consent saved her from having to admit the sometimes violent and humiliating aspects of it were an enormous turn on. It was all fantasy, and she knew real life was far removed from the research she had been doing. She woke again from a particularly realistic dream and leaned over to grab her vibrator from her drawer, a birthday present from her mother who thought no girl should be without one, and rammed it hard and fast into her soaking wet.