Boredom
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Jude was a manager at a local supermarket, short staffed and I bored as a service wife I took a few shifts a week to fill in my days. The store was closing and the other staff had all but gone when a guy rushed throughthe door to the freezer section. "shit" said Jude "that drink will have to wait longer" The guy perused the frezeer cabinets and was quickly at the till wit a micro wave meal. "Take away just down the road said" said Jude. "I have an appointment with a hot tub" said the guy. A hot tub in this town we laughed. "Yep, just along the road" he called as he left.
We quickly changed and set the alarm and headed to the chinese along the street. Sat with a couple of glasses of wine as we waited for are meal bemoning that my man was away for another six months and that Judes was away on a building contract three weeks out of four. Jude nudged me as microwave man entered and started to look at the takeaway menu. Jude said "nice" I smiled he was little older than us but I had to admit he was very attractive and well built. "Can't work out the microwave" called Jude. The guy turned, recognising us he laughed and said that it was btroken so he had taken Judes advice, come and join us she said and she actually went and dragged him to the table. Prter relented and joined us allowing Jude to order for him. "Tell us about this hot tub" I said, Peter explained tha he was house sitting for friends and running there office and updating their business to a new server while they were on holiday. The old house in Oaktree Lane he said as we chatted. And talked of our men and families.
As we finished the meal he insisted on paying and as we left and walked along the street Juded insisted that he joined us in the pub for a drink in return for the meal. Reluctantly Peter gave in to her demands and joined us, we new some of the people and sat with a group of aquaintances from the nearby base and the estate where we lived, Becca and her boyfriend joined the group and he and they guyswent to pay poll and darts in the back bar, Peter was very ammusing and told some great jokes but made his excuses to go and try out his hot tub as the other guys went for pool and darts. At ten a couple of the girls drifted off to watch there fella's sporting prowess and Jude and I decided to head home Becca joining us. As we giggled walking past the garage Jude asked where Oaktree lane was. Becca said it was just around the corner from the garage. Grabbing our arms Jude pulled us towards the Lane.
"What are you doing" I asked. "shit this North Yorkshire and I've never tried a hot tub , have you two", "No" we both replied as she dragged us along. Along the unmade lane we found the Old House, a big double driveway place wit oak trees and a big Lexus 4x4 parked outsided the carage.. The house was in darkness but this did not deter Jude who had spotted a doorway by the side of the garage as she dragged my hand and I dragged Becca behind me. Some garden lights wer just coming on in the dim light as summers darkness closed in as I tried to to pull Jude back as she surveyde the huge garden she said " quiet and Listen".
A feint hum could be heard from further down the garden. As we folowed the path through a gap in the trees wee could see a coverd pool and a pergola near a summer house come changeing room and building a steamy hew rose from the tub and we could see Just see Peters head over the side of the huge tub. "surprise!" called Jude. Peter,jumped as he was watching a dvd on a hanging TV. "Oh HI Ladies, you found me then". "can,t have a man being lonely in our little town said Jude as we approached and felt the bubbling waters. The tub was huge, "can we try it" said Becca. Oh yeah sure said Peter. Changeing rooms there and there are loads of towells, robes and spare stuff and grab a bottle from the fridge and some glass's. We found some large towells and sripped to our underwear apart from Becca who did not wear a bra with her firm medium sized tits. Come on he wont bite she laughed as we wrapped ourselves in towells and took a glass each from the rack by the fridge which was full of champagne and quality white wine. Jude waved a bottle of Cordon Rouge at Peter and he said help yourself.
Becca clambered the steps into the tub her titties quickly covered as she sank into the raging warm water, Peter was watching the end of his film and didn't seem to notice her taught body. Jude and I slipped from behind our towells alittle more carefully all though in our underwear. Peter was explaining how the controls at the sides of the seats worked to Becca. Jude was trying to twist the cork of the champagne bottle. "help" she pleaded to Peter as he stood in the bubbling water the white foam hid his manhood but it was obvious that he was naked as we could see his pubic hair through the faoming water as he popped the cork and poured our drinks and a glass for himself. We laughed and joked as he related stories of his life and travels Becca was suddenly in a world of her own, I had noticed her slippimg her thong over the side of the spa.
Her eyes rolled as she bit her lip and let out short sharp breaths oblivious to her audience of three she let out a deep moan. THe champagne was empty, "grab another bottle said Peter" Jude scambled from the tub as Becca realised that we had all been watchingh her, she smiled and said,"these things are bloody wonderful" as a couck pooped and bounced of the tv and raced around in the water as Jude got back in her nipples clearly on view through her bra. Jude topped up Peter and my glass's and Becca whispered in her ear as she filled hers. Settled in her seat Jude fiddled with with her controls as we chatted on and a music video played above us. My seat suddenly came alive with shots of water and and air and water jets from the side caressed my tits as I noticed Jude jetisoning her bra over the side and I carefuly did the same as Becca chatted to Peter the water felt great as it massaged my big firm tits and Juded motioned me to sit lower in the water as she pushed in the top control beside me and I jumped as jets of water pulsed between my legs.
Slipping forwards again the jets, forced the thin fabric between my pussy as the feelings took over my glass free hand pulld the tin gusset to one side as I adjusted my position my slit was massaged by one pulse and my clit by another as I deftly slipped my panties off and dropped them over the side and I saw Judes eyes rolling as she enjoyed the waters endless attention as a gentle water born orgasm warmed from my neglected pussy. More champagne called a very tipsy Becca, help yourself again said Peter. Your turn to get it said Jude as I ducked under the water, my fingers dancing with my sex as my orgasm rushed through me. Peter scrammbled over the side towards the cahnging room toilet. "id you see that said"Jude."did you see it, did you see it". "What"we both said. "His ". Becca motioned towards the summer house as Peter took another bottle from the fridge as he turned we all went silent he was hung like a bull. Seeminly oblivious to ou looks as he popped another cork.
His cock was hidden as he approached the tub and topped up our glass's and he then popped another bottles cork placing it on the side as he jumped back in. I was shocked as his cock flopped around as he hurdled past me as thick as my wrist and a good 9 inches flacid itsfat head covered by folds of foreskin. He smiled at Jude and punched her top control and mine, a little to drunk the pulse between our legs sobered us a little as he turned to Becca and pushed her top control button before he took a sip of his champagne and stepped over her with one leg. Kneeling with his bis bollocks swinging over her tits as he placed his glass down and took her head in his hands raising himself for her to felate his cock as his firm taught buttocks flexed back and forth as she took his fat cock and Jude and I writhed in are water driven euphoria. Pulling from her he moved to a seating position between his and her corner seats. And pulled Becca to him she slipped down after he had explored her cunt with his mouth. It was just as well that the tub and pool were a long way from any houses as Becca's desperate grunts as she impaled herself on him as she swore her language more and more dirty as she took more and nore of his cock before he helped her to buck up and down to an earth shateering climax.
She whimpered her thank youand rolled into her seat in the swirling water as he sat back took a long swig of champagne from his glass and refilled it three fingers buried in my pussy as he moved towards Jude. Jude was like a kid with a new flavoured ice cream sucking his big veiny cock into her mouth her jaw wide her lips stretched around the long shaftas she guided her head back and forth as he gained a steel like erection. Before he pulled her to him as I glugged down my champagne he turned her onto the seat between hers and mine her knees is the cupped side arms as she gripped the side of the tub her hard nippled tits swinging below her as he slipped into her from behind as I wrode on my busy fingers, bollock deep after 3 kids in for years she let out a cry as he was so big. "soooooooo fuckin big"she mouthed to me as he began his rythmic pumping a strange look took over her face as she swore at him and he increased his pace even when her arms gave way he continued to bang her until she came.
I was doing pretty well my self and obviously he would not recover from his hammering of Judes cunt for some a long time. She rolled sideways back into her seat. I gave a litle thought to John away for six months with his Battalion. Apart from a selection of vibrators and ben wa balls and my busy fingers I would be another six months again with out sex I thought as Peter grasped my hair gently as I opened my eyes to his still hard cock waving an inch or so from my mouth. As I gasped he entered my mouth, his wet cock slippimg in as my teeth grazed his bullet hard cock head as he butted the bak of my mouth I tried to hold him back but he pushed deep into my throat with ease, speeding back an forth his cumming im my mouth his spunk lubricating my mouth as he shuddered to orgasm. As he withdrew I collected his white life giving juice and swallowed it. as he slipped back from me into the
water and I closed my eyes dreaming of the fucking I had missed. I felt him grabbing my ankles pulling me to him, spreading my legs as he moved me to a resting position on the curved side of the tub.
I whimpered as I felt his cock pressing against my anus. As I writhed he pushed hard poppimg his fate dome into my virgin bum hole as I squirmed with the delicious pain I could feel his cock hardening a big smile crossed his face and his cock twithched pulling out he held my anchles as the waters washed his cock before he pushed my pussy lips apart and filled my pussy the water s carresed my sore bum as he sped back and forth until I felt him tense and grunt as he shot deep inside. It felt like he was pissing in me as his warm spunk flowed into me and he tyhen slipped from me and slumped back into his seat his big long cock had hit my G spot and I was still comming as I noticed Becca and Jude smiling and frigging there pussies as I fingered my aching pussy. It was long gone midnight and Becca realised her boyfriend may have gone back to house.
She hopped out of the tub and called her flat, no answer so she decided to shower. Calling Peter to show her how the shower worked. He headed into the cabin as we retrieved our underwear and wrapped ourselves in the large towells. The shower was a large wet room affair with overhead shower heads and wall mounted body jets and power showers. Becca was all over Peter soaping his body and balls and cock. "Bitch" said Jude pulling me into the shower. Jude throuhg her arms around Peter and literally jumped over Becca wrapping her legs around him as he grasped her thighs and spread her eager cunt over his shaft as he slapped back and forth her back against the shower wall as water poured over them. Jude sat on the shower floor under a flow of water as Becca took it doggy style hanging onto the shower taps as he pounded her pussy until her legs gave way.As I backed away he caught me by the waist and pushed me into the steam room sauna that was fortunately not on. On a low bench his tongue split my tender pussy and spread my juices to my clit that he gently circled and carressed before mounting me his cock head just nestling tightly in my cunt as we kissed and he drove home building a steady rythm.
Until suddenly he went wild pistoning back and forth faster and faster Becca was squeasing his balls and fingering his ass driving him wild the way only a woman knows to have her cunt thrashed to oblivion. Peter cried ouit as streams of spunk shot into me and he collapsed ontop of me a swe both heaved and shook together.
Showering finally we dressed and said goodbye as we took the path past the garage it was nearly 2.30 am. Jude in froint and then Becca. As they went through the gate Peter pulled me back and led me into the house pulling my top over my head exposing my naked tits and pulling my Jeans down so he could eat my naked pussy again. SAt on the stairs m,y lags wide apart naked as I came his tongue snaking up my cunt before he led me to a bedroom with a four poster bed.
Peter slipped from his shorts and top his big semi rigid cock swaying in front of him before he moved to me on the bed turning me face down he moved between my legs, spreading them wide popping his cock in my cunt as it flooded and he then probed my ass again. My cunt juice lubricating his cock he slipped in tight and snug as I bucked under him and he fingered my cunt and clit and he then drove deep into me. Shooting more spunk in me before he pulled out and fucked me as a trickle of his cum slipped erotically from my arse,as I bucked to another orgasm.
In the morning I woke to sounds of laughter. "three of them", yeah and one is naked on the bed upstairs. Sam she is great,and such a great fuck. Hi called a voice, I'm Brenda, join us for breakfast. I dressed and went down stairs. Brenda and George owned the house, I had senn Brenda around and at the hairdresser a glamorous 40 something business woman. "o you only met Peter last night" Yes, I muttered. That's ok, but where are your friends. he reckons he fucked three of you. Well yes he did I said boldly. And your married to said Brenda, Yes, but my husband has left me I lied. Will you be leaving today I nervously asked Peter, No you are ok we're only back for a day an route to a couple of trade fairs before the second part of are holiday and we will be gone by this afternoon so you can see him tonight.
Remembering that I had left me bag upstairs I went to retrieve
it. Peter was quickly behind me my jeans pulled around my knees and his cock in my cunt again quickly dumping shots of cum in my pleasured hole before pulling my jeans up and showing me to the door. As Brenda and George called good bye.
I noticed the blue jag from the drive pass me as I turned into the estate. I did some house work after a long bath and paid some bills on line, I called the store to say I would not be in that afternoon.
I woke from an afternoon sleep dreaming about my nights activities. At about 3 I wandered back to Oaktree Close hoping that Peters car would be there and no Jag. It was, I rang at the door but got no answer. As I was about to leave I remembered the side gate and went into the back garden. As I walked up the path I could here the
hum of the Hot Tub pumps. Surely Peter would still be working, but a sudden noise told otherwise. As I entered the tub and pool area Brenda was naked by the tub as she was wanking Peters big shaft. "you had better be able to fuck me after last night you bastard, or there will be no new car" And I will call George and tell him that you called me back from the airport." Fucking well bend over you bitch" he said slipping his slippery cock into her cunt. Shit you are so hard you randy bastard. How many women have you fucked now. 1123 since yesterday. No wonder you are so rich you fuck machine. Make me come like that Sam bitch and you will get a bonus.
He pulled back out of her as her big tits swang under her. "Now what" she begged. As he rasmmed into her arse. she squaeled and tried to pull away but he wrestled her onto his cock screamimg at her to relax. as he forced his way into her. nows frig your cunt he ordered her and her hand went to her snatch as he pulled back and drove into her again again untilhe was riding her like a stallion as her knees buckled and she cried out as she came. Pulling out he turned her and taking her hair he deep throated her before she collapsed on her knees and he fucked her cunt again.
Shit that was fantastic you bastard, taking a cheque book from her bag she wrote a cheque for 25k as his spunk ran down her inner thighs.
" would pay double to get better than that you shit" your a fucking great IT guy but a world class fuck machine. She climbed into the hot tub and set the pussy jets, Peter climbed in and took her legs, Bonus freebie he said as his head worked between her legs and he moved his cock back into her cunt as I stripped off and quietly climbed in behind him cupping his balls and fingering his arse, double the money he barked at her. Yes she pleaded as I pumped his balls and he slipped a finger up her arse as I pumped him faster and faster into her until she begged him to stop. Peter pulled out and washed his cock off in the water before he slipped into me and fucked me again.
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After Monica had left, Houlihan got up from his chair and changed into his sweats. He always brought an entire change of exercise clothes to work every day. He’d put himself in a precarious situation, but among the faculty and administration, Monica O’Toole caused mixed reactions. She was one of their brighter students, but her reputation baffled and even ashamed them. It was known that she was picking on Brenda Hartley, Brenda seethed under the verbal jabs, but hadn’t gone to school...
After Monica had left, Houlihan got up from his chair and changed into his sweats. He always brought an entire change of exercise clothes to work every day. He’d put himself in a precarious situation, but among the faculty and administration, Monica O’Toole caused mixed reactions. She was one of their brighter students, but her reputation baffled and even ashamed them. It was known that she was picking on Brenda Hartley; Brenda seethed under the verbal jabs, but hadn’t gone to school...
FetishThis is my first attempt at writing. Feedback is much appreciated.It was getting late, but we didn't want to leave each other. We had been going out for a while and it was the first time we'd really got to be alone. You see we both went to different schools in different towns. Lame. It's like that out in the country, everything's at least a hour drive from everywhere.Michelle was a varsity basketball player. I was the cool guy from Seattle. She had the tightest body. I had a good build because...
First TimeDanielle and Teddy were fraternal twins born to a wealthy family in Midtown. Their father, Mike, was a scientist who was credited with creation of many machines and techniques to make the human meat industry very successful. Their mother Brandi, stayed at home and raised the children, enjoying the riches amassed by her husband. At the age of 18, young adults earned the rights to vote, drive, and enter the upper floors of the local meat mall. Prior to 18, children could only enter the...
Two girls, Christa and Sara, decided to spent Christmas at Holiday’s Inn in small mountain town of Brucksberry. They have other school friends to meet there. Both just recently turned eighteen and parents reluctantly allowed them to drive there along in Christa’s new red convertible. “But beware of snow and ice on a roads, it can be nasty in the mountains, told them Sara’s father. Stay on the main road and make sure you have shovel and good pair of warm coats and boots with you. ” “Don’t worry,...
Number one is the only house in the street, which was never inhabited by fishermen. It housed the production and administration of a long forgotten local brewery, and in its present day restored state it contained, until two years ago, the offices and the living quarters of the town's most successful lawyer. A highly respected man he was, and he had to be, or he would not attract business. At the age of 42 he really looked what he was, a successful provincial lawyer. Always well dressed,...
LETTER FROM EISENGRIM TOWNSHIPDear Shoeblossom:Sometimes Brearley lets me jerk off. Kneeling on the hardwood floor on my bare knees, rubbing my stiff and long denied cock, it’s so painful! Brearley is always gorgeous, fully clothed as a striking contrast to my nakedness, in tight jeans or a sexy miniskirt, sometimes a tube top. Often she will wear a sexy business office outfit, which really, really makes me feel even more naked, humiliated, and excited.?Keep that willy whacking, Fremont, but...
Music Room, Medway High School 1:35 pm, Friday, March 9, 1979 “Mr. Nevins, Ms. Robertson and Ms. Labatt, do you three have any ‘new’ songs prepared, as per our agreement?” Mr. Ballows asked after everyone had gotten their instruments and taken their seats. Because the three of us were spread out in the large music room, I looked down at Sammy, who was sitting in the clarinet section, and then to Lynette, who was one row higher but across the room from Sammy with her flute. Both girls...
Jennifer Carmichael looked at her speedometer when she saw the flashing red and blue lights in her rearview mirror and heard the siren behind her. She had been going nearly seventy-five miles per hour. She slowed down and pulled to the side of the road. She waited a few moments as the small town deputy approached her car and asked her for her license and registration. She handed it to him and smiled.“Do you know how fast you were going, miss?” he asked her.“I guess I was a bit over the...
LesbianMonica looked behind her. Some boys had come upbehind her, and she and Nick had been surrounded, but when Blake had tripped up the stairs, Nick had whirled around and two of the boys who had come up behind them saw the gun and backed away. She got up the stairs and burst out of the house. Nick followed behind her. Oh Geez, she thought. This was bad. This was very bad. Nick had asked her about the gun during their phone call, and she’d said yes, but she never thought he’d have to bring it out....
Monica looked behind her. Some boys had come upbehind her, and she and Nick had been surrounded, but when Blake had tripped up the stairs, Nick had whirled around and two of the boys who had come up behind them saw the gun and backed away. She got up the stairs and burst out of the house. Nick followed behind her. Oh Geez, she thought. This was bad. This was very bad. Nick had asked her about the gun during their phone call, and she’d said yes, but she never thought he’d have to bring it out....
FetishAuthor’s Note: All characters are over the age of 18. **BEEP BEEP BEEP** Mary Beth slaps the off button on her alarm clock and lies back on her bed. She thinks about what all she has to do today. She thinks ‘Yea…First football game of the season…so excited…not…’ Mary Beth gets out of bed and goes through her morning ritual of getting ready for school. Since it is game day, she dresses her 5′ 10′ 135 lb frame in jeans and a school t-shirt with her boyfriend’s number on the back. Mary Beth...
PART ONE Suzi woke up on the morning of her eighteenth birthday with freedom on her mind. She’d been waiting for this day for years, and her parents had been dreading it. She got up, showered, then went back to her room and put on a special outfit: skin-tight shorts, heels, a short white crop top with no bra underneath, and jewelry. She was walking out of her parents’ home that day to start a new life for herself. Ever since her first sexual experience at sixteen, she’d dreamed of having a life...
Group SexIt is our anniversary and I sit naked on our bed. When I awokethis morning I was told to shower and to shave every inch of my body, torub lotion and powder on myself so that every inch of me was soft andcaressable. I have done as I was told; I am very obedient. By now thecherry red polish on my toes and my fingers are dry and shiny. My lips areglossed the same color. My eyebrows are plucked and shaped, my lashescurled, my face powdered, my cheeks blushed, my shoulder-length haircombed. I...
Series 9, Episode 14: Naomi Townsend (45), from Northampton We’re on a dull council estate. Wide streets and rows of 1970s-built housing. It probably looked great on paper, but in reality it looks windswept and depressing. We pan around to face a larger building, no taller, but much wider – a small community hall/library. This week’s host appears, walking around from behind the hall – ripped jeans and a too-tight t-shirt that highlights her impressive round boobs. She totters toward us on...
[Inspired by real events, and real individuals, it's still largely 'fictional' as far as people, times, and places. But I dedicate it particularly to swallow4u! Enjoy!]Dean and I had first come across one another through a web-site dedicated to networking glory holes all across the country, and we'd almost met up twice, but each time he had to cancel for various reasons (the first time had been a bad winter storm). He'd had to cancel two other times after that, and I began to get a little...
Unexpected taboo lovin' at a strip club for women. His theme song, Uptown Funk, was cued up. It was a remixed, longer version of the hit single. The first bit of lyrics blared out.Doh Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh dohDoh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh dohHe stepped out onto center stage. “Awwwwright, ladies!” primed the announcer.He was dressed in a navy pin-stripe suit, white shirt, and sky blue tie in bare feet. A 1940’s style fedora was cocked to one side and masked his youthful, handsome face....
I was born in December 1940 with blond hair and blue eyes. My father was a Swedish arms sales representative for Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft guns. My mother had been the chambermaid in Uptown Abbey, when he had been visiting the owner, to sell him a licence to manufacture the guns. He managed to seduce my mother one morning when he was feeling randy. He was her first lover, and I was born nine months later. My mother stayed at Uptown Abbey until 1943 when she left to become a barmaid in the...
It was the night before my nineteenth birthday and as usual for a testosterone driven teenager I was horny. I didn’t really know what but I’d been thinking that I wanted something different than a bar hook up. Then an E-mail buddy told me about the Mid-Towne SPA that he went to there in Houston. It sounded fantastic, especially the maze. When he mentioned that it was a chain operation and that he thought they had a branch in Dallas, I went straight to direct assistance. Mid-Towne was one big...
Oral SexJudy Henderson was flipping through one of the large stationery sample books, unable to make up her mind between the heavy robin’s egg blue stock with gold embossing or the sunset pink twenty pound stock with ocher embossing. She needed someone else’s opinion, and she looked up to see if anyone was available. She saw that the only other person in the store was the clerk, Hannah Wilcox. Judy chewed her lip, considering her options. She decided on the blue, since even the wrong decision would be...
Houlihan lingered overeach shot for several minutes. He had never faced this situation before in his life. He was enraged and shocked and totally turned on. He had a thing for young girls, and even being in his mid twenties, never seemed to show interest in anyone his own age. He despised slutty women, yet the more reserved women who crossed his path bored him. Women should be saints everywhere except the bedroom, that was his theory on things. Girls like Monica enraged him because he was well...
Fetish"Well my sweet slut I think it's time to get you home. You've been such a great slut this weekend, with my friends and all, that I'm going to give you a treat. If we leave tonight there is a nice resturanct about 1/2 way home and we can stop and have dinner there." "Would you like that my sweet slut?" "Yes MASTER." "Good! So go out to the RV and put on that nice dress you started with. Comb your hair and put on some lipstick. I'll be right out." My MASTER was certainly being...
Abby stared at the dress on the bed. She knew that time was ticking away, grains of sand slipping through the hour glass, but her mind was still trying to process the past few hours. Was this what they meant by cold feet? Some crazy part of her shouted…’Run.’ As far and as fast as she could. But she knew she would not. Another part of her demanded that she find another dress. Who did he think he was, controlling her? Right down to which dress she wore? But those words haunted her brain again....
New Life In A Small Coastal TownBy Sonya EsperantoIt was a very very busy day at the cafe. People were sat down on tables, both outdoors and inside the shop itself. Sofia Shevernadze was busy serving the customers, dressed up in her waitress uniform. Sometimes when she would pass by tables, some of the men would be rude enough to pat her on the ass or even saying to her face, ?Nice tits, love.? She did not like that one bit.Sofia was an attractive young Lithuanian woman, working at this...
Introduction: I moved to a town that had a very interesting history. so i decided to invest in it. I guess a lot of people out there in this world would consider me a pervert. I cant explain why, but after a failed marriage, I found woman to be undesirable to me. I do not like men, but I had a tendency to fantasize about younger girls. I seemed to think of woman in general as sluts. I began to believe that all women would or could be made to become unfaithful. It seemed that out of every ten...
Cougar Town - Post Exodus An Earth Kitten Tale By Sarah and Malissa Madison Chapter 1: Road Travel "Stay safe, Erika." Sarah said as she watched the convoy pull off on their journey. That was when the black suburbans pulled up to the theater, and armed agents seemed to be everywhere in the town. Sarah found herself in handcuffs, and looking at her kitten as she was led out of the theater, still in her dance leotard. Some of the agents seemed to be holding a bag for her. Sarah...