Ashari did her best to impress upon them the planshe had, and to pass it on to others held in isolation cells further away.The time has come to give u...p hope of rescue from our sisters in Marsupia, andbring this island under our sway, Ashari thought. Hold nothing back. We shallturn the tables on our captors and use them to reach the place of oursalvation - Gaia!Ashari fell back against the wall of her cell, exhausted. The mental bond theSisterhood shared among themselves was good for sensing. We drove to an exclusive club 15 minutes out of the city limit, and turned off the car.“Are you ready for this baby” Cindy asked“ I think so, I’m getting hard just thinking about a cock in my mouth”We walked up to the club and showed my card to the man at the door, he took a quick look at it and he ushered us in. We sat down in a small waiting type room and waited.After sitting for a little while a woman walked into the room. “Welcome to the Shume” she purred. “I hope that you will find what. I had to ask her if I could stay with her during reunion week. I flipped my cell open and called the house. RIIINNNGGG Went the line. RIIINNNGGG Where was she? RIIINNNGGG the answering machine took over and I hung up. Maybe she was already there I thought, and then I texted her. “Hey mom, give me a call. I have to ask you a few things about next week.” I lay my cell on the side table and stare at the ceiling. Less than five minutes later I was getting a call from my mom’s number which I. I could also feel the men eyeing me up, thinking dirty-dirty things as they stared at my crotch. Scary thing is that the more wasted I got the more I teased them. My mother constantly bitched at me for the way I dressed. I was 18, but with a kick-ass body, so I could have passed for 19 easily. I had long reddish-brown hair, almost down to my ass and I was wearing tight, short shorts and a t-shirt with no bra and no panties, which was a typical outfit for me at that age. This big black guy I.