I was starting to think I was going to die… again for the third maybe even the fourth time this month. xnx They were going to dehydrate and starve me. (sorry I kind of put too much story in this one, if you want to skip to the good stuff it’s toward the end.)
Part four: in the Wild
I awoke the next morning in Mary’s bed; our naked bodies were wrapped around each other. She understood and nodded. “A little closer,” I said. I’m sorry I didn’t mean too…” it was too late after that. Mary was sitting on the end of her bed brushing her hair. After a few moments when I started to moan silently. “You are very nice,” I said, “thank you.” She smiled happily and left me in my little prison alone again.
