I imagined that a few miles away from the boundaries to the multilevel resort there were even more shady characters.I drove back to the campground and... fell asleep immediately. I didn't dream about the place, because I never dreamed forward only backward. I dreamed of the last time Sandra spoke to me.It had been several years. "Daddy why don't you just go to hell," she had said."I know you think I'm not with it Sandra but these people only want to use you," I said."Maybe your problem is you want. I knew that it might take me a while, but I was determined to make it on my own. The others would be down for dinner soon, so if they asked the desk man, he would surely tell them where to find me.Before I got to the pharmacy, I heard someone come up behind me. I realized that the only weapon I had was a lightweight PVC water pipe cane. If the person closing on me was intent on evil, it would probably be the end of me."Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" Lucy asked. "I would have loved to. I asked why she doesn't just get a man to satisfy her. “ I am picky with who I want to spend my time with.” To her it made more sense to go where people shared her sexual interests rather then date men just to find out they were not up to her diverse standards.It was suggested that she take out an add on the same web site where we found her. After several weeks of going through non suitable people she had found a few men who were up to her standards in looks and sexual deviancy. She was nervous. She was in need. Those days and nights I’d watched her, the desperate way she shoved her toy cock into her vagina, was the same way she was responding now. She craved my fingers inside of her. “Yes,” she hissed as I slid a couple of them deep into her squelching pussy.Her hips now moved in rhythm with my probing fingers and when I sucked her swollen clit, her gasps and moans became screams. She sounded just the way I’d imagined. Then, with a final thrust of her hips, she squeezed hard on my.