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 Chapter 1 A Fresh Start, but at What Price?  Mg, Fg, coercion, forced
nudity, fondling, oral



   By Janet

   Becky found herself in a bind.  Had been for awhile.  She had 3
daughters, no job and no money put aside.  The father of the girls had
vanished a few weeks after she had gotten pregnant with the third girl,
Lizzie.  Jobs had come and go, along with help from her parents and others,
but now jobs were gone, things here had dried up.  She and her best friend
from childhood, Sally, had moved in together several years ago to help ends
meet, since Sally was in the same position, three girls, no man and
recently no job.

   Becky had taken advantage of the free computer time at the library
around the corner to get online and look for jobs, but that became
frustrating quickly.  Then she found Craigslist and started browsing.  She
found some things and responded around her area, then started expanding her
search into other areas of the country.  She found an ad for a forklift
driver in a plant somewhere in Texas.  She could do that, she could do
anything, but what would it pay?  She responded anyway.

   An email was in her box the next day from the owner of the plant who was
looking for the forklift driver.  He explained that his place was pretty
secluded in a small town tucked in East Texas, and there wasn't much to do
there but work at the plant, but if she qualified, then he would give her a
chance.  Also, did she know any other people who might be interested,
because he had a need for a gopher, an errand runner too.

   Wow, there was a job for Becky too.  She shot off a reply, then over the
next week she exchanged quite a bit of information with this man, Mr. 
Frederick, including pictures of herself, Sally and the kids.  He seemed
like a nice guy and had mentioned that the older girls might be interested
in working at his camp out on the lake.  He seemed to have taken a real
interest in them and was bent on helping them out.  Becky kind of thought
maybe he was interested in her, and maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.  He
seemed like such a good guy, and the picture he sent wasn't bad either.

   Soon came enough money from Mr.  Frederick by Western Union to feed them
and fuel Becky's old Surburban for the trip.  With a U-haul trailer loaded
with everything they could take, the 8 females headed for a new beginning
in Frelsburg.

   Frelsburg is what he said it was.  Small.  It was an old town, maybe 500
people.  A small market and gas station that doubled as the post office, a
main street in and out of town and a railroad siding.  The factory was next
to that, and it looked like pretty much the employer of the town.  Mr. 
Frederick had told the girls that his factory made plastic parts for all
kinds of things, and took molds sent them by companies and made the parts.
Being so isolated didn't hurt, it actually helped, because of lower taxes
and he could pay lower wages since he had not competition.

   But he also added he didn't want to seem to come across as the slave
driver, he made sure there were things in his community the employees
enjoyed, like a good park, a swimming pool, ballparks, and a big community
center where all kinds of things went on, like movies and game nights.  He
also supported the school quite a bit, but it was about 12 miles away, and
three busses shuttled the kids every day.  Basically what all that meant,
according to Mr.  Frederick was that people were willing to take less pay
for the good things that the community offered for themselves and their
kids.

   He was right, even though the place was old, it was clean, and all the
things he mentioned were there.  So far so good.  They turned onto Battle
St and saw a Jeep SUV parked in front of a house.  Their new home!

   Becky and Sally were excited.  This showed so much promise, and the
girls were excited too!  Both women had a lot in common, as single moms of
three daughters each, both 32 and both needing help in today's economy to
make things work well.  Having grown up as best friends, they both got
pregnant by different losers about the same time, and screwed up their
chance for college or other higher education.  Not too long after the third
child was born to each girl, the dad's high tailed it, and left no help, no
forwarding address.  Probably just as well, as they were nothing but drains
anyway.

   Becky's family consisted of Lilly, 13, Wendy, 12, and Lizzie, the baby
at 10.  Sally's girls were nearly identical in age, with Katie being 13,
Nicole being 10 and little Janie being all of eight.

   Becky pulled up to the house and switched off the tired SUV and got out
and stretched as she walked towards her new boss and new friend.  She saw
him smile at her, then look around her, until she saw his eyes resting on
Lilly.  She shuddered and blushed.  In fact she wanted to run, but this was
good, and maybe his mind could be changed.

   Sally brushed past her to give this man, who she was calling a savior, a
big hug and kiss.  Becky did her best to switch into the vamp mode without
making it too apparent to everyone else.  She walked up to Mr.  Frederick
and slid into his arms, whispering into his ear as she melded into his
body, "I can't thank you enough for this.  I can't wait to show you what a
good little girl I can be to make you happy."

   He released her and smiled at her, then under his breath, "Maybe later,
ok?"

   After that he turned to introduce them to Penny, his assistant.  She
appeared to be ready to do whatever he wanted, very demurring to him, but
you could tell she had some fire in her too, some intelligence from how she
spoke and held herself.  Somewhere in her mid thirties, long legs, small
breasts, dark hair, eyes and skin, this woman could have been Cher's
younger sister.  Something about her was mysterious, but also captivating.
She made the women feel welcome almost instantly.

   The introductions then move to the girls and the moms introduce them one
by one.  Each girl in turn gives both he and Penny a hug, and in return Mr.
Frederick gives each of them a small present.  They are delighted.  He
saves Lilly for last, and puts his arm around her waist, nearly
possessively in the eyes of Becky.  Her eyes tear up, she feels a cold
chill run up and down her spine and she asks herself what she has done?

   Becky looked Mr.  Frederick up and down, he wasn't a sleazeball.  In
fact he was quite attractive, early 40s, she guessed.  Fit and handsome,
standing a little over 6 ft tall, with brown hair and blue eyes.  Muscular,
she could tell he spent time outdoors.  He was a lot like the pictures he
had sent.  He was smooth too in his manner as well as look.  Hands were
strong, but also well taken care of, hair trimmed, closely shaved.  It made
it easy to understand why he was a successful businessman, with that image.


   "Look before we start there is slight change of plans.  I know I said I
would give you a chance to move in and unpack but something has come up. 
Becky I need you to start today.

   "Jack's wife finally had the baby.  He is such a cute little guy.  Sally
you can still start on Monday.  Penny has agreed to help you move in.  Her
two sons are already inside opening all the windows.  Also I am leaving
today for the camp and intend to take Katie and Lilly with me.  "

   "It seems some vandals paid the camp a visit last night." Penny
explained.  (

   "Mind if I go change first?" Becky asked as she walked by him carrying
her overnight bag.

   "Sure go ahead.  If you're hungry I brought pizza and pop.  It's on the
counter in the kitchen.  When you are ready, and the girls get their stuff
together we will leave, I will drop you at the plant on our way to the
camp."

   "That's fine.  Will the girls be coming home tonight?  When?" Becky
replies a little softly, her mind spinning.

   "Oh we will be up there for a while, camp doesn't open for a month yet.
We have a lot of work to do to get ready.  Why don't you just have them
take everything they have.  They can bring it back later, when we come back
to town." Mr.  Frederick responds with a smile.

   Becky pulls him aside as the others begin to unload.

   "Look, you weren't serious about this whole Lilly thing, were you?  I
mean having her?  Making her pregnant?  She is just 13, you know.  Why not
me or Sally?  You can do whatever you like with me, or her, or even both of
us.  I can talk her into that, I know I can!  Think about it, the two of
us, all hot and bothered, crawling all over you, doing whatever your heart
desired, and loving it.  Surely that is better than some young girl who has
no idea, no experience, isn't it?" She goes silent after having spewed this
out in like 2 seconds.  She had been practicing it since they pulled away
from their old house.

   "You still have time to stop this, if you want.  Just pay me back the
advance I sent you and explain to all of them why you have to leave.  But
then be prepared to explain why you came in the first place.  I have a copy
of the email where you agreed to give me Lilly for whatever I wanted, as
well as the other girls, if I so desired, as long as I didn't harm them. 
So then you get to explain why you agreed to that in the first place.  You
just leave the girls to me, I won't hurt them, and I will make sure they
understand what they need to do and why.  Look at them," he points to both
Lilly and Katie, "You know as well as I do that they are ready.  Girls a
lot younger than them are sexually experienced all over the world.  In fact
they might like it!"

   Becky thinks a minute about calling the cops, then realizes he probably
owns them too and reconsiders.  She trudges up the stairs to talk to the
girls.  Explain to them that all of this hinges on them.  That they are
turning into women now, and sometimes women have to do things they don't
like to help out those they love.  She saw in their eyes they knew what she
was talking about.  Both of the girls had watched their moms put up with
men in their lives, and the shit that was asked of them to do, inside and
out of the bedroom.

   Once Lilly asked Becky why she let this one guy hang around and beat on
her and stuff.  Once he had been drunk and had felt up Lilly's boobies, but
decided they were too small.  Her mom had replied that for the most part he
was a good man, was generous and was helping them keep a roof over their
head and food in their bellies.  Sometimes you just had to put up with some
bad for the good of everyone else.  Lilly and Katie now understood it was
their turn to put up with some of that bad.  But how bad?  How long?  What?

   Mr.  Frederick is waiting with the backdoor of the Jeep open, and helps
the girls load their stuff, then drives to the plant.  Becky freezes when
he stops, unable to open the door.

   "Go on Mom, we will be ok" Lilly says, and Katie nods her head in
agreement.  With tears she watches the Jeep roll off and she drops her head
and turns to the factory where her new supervisor is waiting at the door.

   "Girls it is nice of you to help me at the camp."

   "It's no problem sir.  We are glad to help.  We get paid for this
right?" Katie responded.

   He chuckles, "Yes, minimum wage, until you prove you deserve raises." He
winks at Lilly.  She squirms.

   "Did your mom's talk to you both?"

   Lilly looks at the radio and replies, "Yes sir.  We are to do whatever
you tell us to do.  No matter what."

   "Good to hear."

   An hour later they pull into the camp.  "Girls for now leave your stuff
in the car.  Here comes Molly, my camp director."

   They get out of the Jeep, and Mr.  Frederick introduces them all around,
then asks "Who all is coming up Molly?"

   Molly ticks them off on her finger as she speaks "My brother's son
Dusty, his girlfriend Lucy, and my son Lenny, and his girlfriend Cassie."

   "Good enough for now.  What time will they be here?"

   "Around six."

   "Ok, that'll work.  We will start on the Daisy Dorm and the Sunflower
Dorm.  You take Katie, Molly to Daisy, and Lilly and I will head to
Sunflower."

   As he walks across the yard to get his cart, Molly says she has some
burgers ready for dinner later.

   "That's good," Mr.  Frederick replies,"there are some snacks and drinks
in the back of the Jeep.  Take some with you and Katie.  Take breaks as
needed, and we will eat at 7.  Tell Lenny to stop for more snacks and stuff
on the way out, I will pay him back."

   With that they part ways, Mr.  Frederick and Lilly driving down the path
while Molly and Katie head into the dorm, Molly leading the way.  About 50
yards gone, he stops the cart and says they have to turn back to get her
swimming suit, since it will be too hot to work in anything else.  Lilly
shakes her head.  "I don't have one anymore, I outgrew my last one last
summer, and we haven't had the money to replace it."

   "What about Katie, does she have one with her?"

   Lilly nods, "Yes she has my old one.  It fits her ok." She is too
embarrassed to tell him her chest had blossomed so much over the past
winter that her boobs just couldn't be held by the little girl small cups.
She hated her boobs.

   "Well tomorrow you and I will go somewhere and buy you a new one then.
But in the meantime you will work topless."

   Lilly felt the air leave her lungs, a huge pit opened in her stomach. 
Topless?  Seriously?  She hated her tits, they were so so big.  No one
looked at her unless they looked at her boobs first.  She might as well not
have a face.  It wasn't like they were huge...for a woman older than her.
But on her frame, the pair of 36C melons made the rest of her vanish.  No
one had seen them in over a year, since her mom walked into the bathroom
while she was drying off.  But that was nothing compared to now.  And they
seemed to be still growing!  Would they ever stop?  And now this man was
expecting her to go without a shirt or bra or anything?  No way!  Anything
but that!

   All this surfaced as words as she caught her breath and the pit began to
close.  "What?!?!?" she cried in astonishment, the idea having just started
to sink in.  Not even her sisters had seen her breasts naked!

   "You heard me, topless.  No top," he sighed.  Lilly sat with her arms
crossed, tears of anger and frustration welled in her eyes.  She shakes her
head violently side to side as if to clear the whole thing out of her mind
and it will be over.

   "Either you do what I say, or it's back to town, back to your mom, and
back to wherever it is you came from.  Of course that is after I sell
enough of your families' things to get the money back I was nice enough to
send to help you get here.  I don't think your mom or Sally would like
that, do you?  I was nice to you and your family, now it's time to start
repaying the favor."

   Lilly nods slightly, her eyes locked on the ground just beside the cart.
She mumbles, "Ok, you win." The then tears begin to flow silently.  Once in
a while he hears her stifle a sob as the ride down the path.  He glances at
her, the tears wet on her cheeks arouse him.  Even moreso do the wet spots
her tears leave on her tee shirt, little dark spots all over the breasts
that are causing her so much anguish.

   "That's good to hear.  I don't want to hear a bunch of backtalk,
arguments, whining or dramatics like crying and stuff from you and Katie
while you are with me.  You both are coming into womanhood like runaway
trains.  And I intend to be a part of that.  It is inevitable someday you
will be doing things with someone, so as far as it goes now, I am that
someone, and the somethings will be with me.  Understand?"

   She wipes away her tears.  That sounded a lot like what her mom said. 
The word inevitable echoed through her mind.  She would hold on to that. 
Her big tits were forcing her to be a woman faster than she wanted, but it
was coming, she knew it.

   "Oh, let's make it just panties you wear.  Keep your socks and shoes
also."

   She shivers at the thought of a new chapter opening up in her life.  Her
innocence is finally under attack.  She has heard other girls talk about
things, but she hasn't seen or done anything.  Now who knows?  Here is this
man acting like he owns her, and she realizes that he actually does.  Her
mom signed off on it, encouraged her to be nice, for all their sakes.  To
do whatever he told her.

   But why her?  Katie was there.  Katie was prettier, blonde and a very
cute face and little athletic body.  Why not Katie?  Not that she wanted
Katie to be this man's little slave.  No, that wouldn't do.  She would bear
it, for Katie, for all of them.  It was inevitable, and it looked like it
would be very embarrassing too!

   But she was looking at things through her eyes, not others.  Yes Katie
was cute, and certainly fuckable, but Lilly was close to a goddess.  Her
tits were big, but not overwhelmingly.  They made her even curvier.  She
couldn't see the whole package due to her fixation on her breasts.  She was
beautiful, not just cute.  Her beauty came with her face, her gestures, the
way she moved, sometimes animated and joyful or quiet, reflective, demure.
Her hazel eyes were big and baleful at times, and they could veil over at
any time to conceal her thoughts, her emotions.  That came from a maturity
ahead of her age due to her early blossoming and the troubles she and her
family had faced.  She learned early on that things were going to happen,
and fighting them usually made it worse.

   Her hair was a rich auburn red, full and fine.  It had a natural curl to
it, but it didn't tend towards frizzy.  It wasn't that scary bozo orange
either.  What little had grown in on her pubis was fine soft honey red
wisps.  That all complemented by her complexion, which was pale and creamy,
but tanned over time to a nice light rich hue.  A smattering of freckles
added to the look of innocence and youth.

   She was a little woman befitting any person's ideal of what a woman of
these days should be.  The body and face a sculptor loved with the right
proportions, the curves and lines, and that invisible aura that pulls it
all together.  It was difficult to find a flaw on her, from her perfectly
shaped feet, up over trim ankles and calves, legs thin but muscular, with
that little gap tucked up high between her thighs.  Her butt was not big,
but developed, again being full and curved just right, begging to be
touched, to be stroked, or more.  Her mons was prominent, jutting out a
little, the cleft between them was neat and tidy, just beginning to part as
it matured, the inner lips peeking out.

   Yes, it was all good, but it was topped by those breasts.  Exquisite. 
Full with just a hint of sag, her nipples centered a little on the upslope,
making them point upwards just a bit, as if they were eager to be in the
mix.  The areolas and nipples themselves were an ashen pinkish color,
nearly translucent.  It was hard to determine just where they began and
where her regular skin ended.  Puffy when relaxed, they would come to neat
little points about as big as her pinkies when excited.  Yes, they won the
prize over all else, but so much else ran a very close second.  She was the
kind of girl that men would look at, and want to stare at if possible.  The
kind of girl they wanted to take home and lock away from the world until
they had taught them everything, had had their fill of her.  They wanted to
be her first.  Mr.  Frederick had figured out just how to do that, it
appeared.  And now maybe the reader will better understand his motives.

   Once they get to Sunflower, he has her help him unload some of the
cleaning supplies, then leads her into the main room.  He was right.  It
was hot, so damn hot, sweat popped up on her forehead right off.  He opens
the windows and returns to her.

   "What are you waiting for?" She shudders and bites her bottom lip, tears
begin to run, but she can't help them.  Could she really do it?  She said
she would.  She looked at him, closed her eyes, felt the tears seeping out
and kicked off her shoes, then lifted her legs to peel her socks off.  He
was watching her, she knew, even though she wasn't looking at him.  It was
like he was reading her mind.

   "Look at me, make eye contact and keep going, down to just the panties."

   Lilly blushed a deep scarlet that ran up from her navel it seemed to
her. She trembled and undid her shorts, pushing them down her legs, until
they were a puddle around her bare feet.  She stepped out of them.  She saw
his eyes travel down to her crotch, she blushed again.

   Taking a deep breath she pulled the tee shirt up and off, and loosened
her bra and let it fall to the floor.  She covered herself up right away
and looked to the ground instinctively.  Here she was nearly naked in front
of this stranger, the first man to see her this way.  She wished she could
shrink like those kids in the movie.  So embarrassed, so humiliated.  She
started weep uncontrollably.  She couldn't help it!

   "Arms at your side" he said lowly and firmly.  She complied and wailed
openly now, her big ugly tits there for him to see, and she chose for it to
happen.  She didn't have to, she could have stopped it all and gone back to
town and told her mom.  But wait, her mom told her to do what he said, she
must have known it involved something like this.  Feeling defeated,
abandoned, she sucked back the tears and phlegm, eventually standing
quietly for his leering gaze as he walked around her, sizing her up, eyes
not missing a thing with his new toy.  She felt something had broken in
her, some resolve.  She swore never to let him see her cry again!





   "Nice rack." He remarks, while he rummages in his bag, finally
withdrawing a bottle of sunscreen.  He approaches her while opening it,
squeezing a dollop into his palm.  His hand reached out to her shoulder,
she cringed and took a step back, covering her breasts with one hand and
her crotch with the other.

   "I can do it myself." She blurted out, angry, defiant.  Hadn't he had
enough?  Hadn't he embarrassed her enough just having her naked, or nearly
naked?  Her anger was boiling, she had no tears anymore.

   He followed her, backing her into corner, she reached up and slapped
him. He smiled at her and grabbed her hand, spinning her around quickly,
pulling her arm up behind her back.  She felt it was about to pop out of
her shoulder.  She cried out in agony.

   "Do you want to go home?  Make up your mind.  I am tired of the games.
Problem is I think you go home and your mom will just send you back.  She
knows the score, and she isn't so concerned for your precious innocence. 
Do you really have to humiliate her by making her say it?  She knew you
were coming here, knew what was in store.  She didn't stop it, did she?  So
do you want to go home?" With that he smears the glob of cream across her
flat heaving belly and let goes of her arm.

   Once again she stands defeated.

   "Look at me," he says flatly, "Don't ever hit me again and I won't play
rough.  Got it?"

   "Now to make it up to me, to show me you really understand, you will
suck this," pointing to his crotch.

   Her eyes go wide!  Did she hear him right?  Was he really saying she had
to put his thing in her mouth and suck on it?  Only bad girls did that. 
She wasn't that kind of girl!  Still the look on his face showed he wasn't
in the mood.  She knew if she balked now it would be over, and she would
have to face her mother and Sally...all the girls.  Their dreams would be
dashed, they would be worse off than ever.  She dropped to her knees, her
dignity draining from her.

   "How?" she asked flatly.

   "Take it out, hold it, then kiss it all over.  Lick it and put it in
your mouth and suck.  Run your tongue around on it and suck."

   She felt herself leaving her body, flying up into the rafters of the
dormitory, crying as she watched her hands move to his shorts.

   Her first cock, ever.  She had seen pictures, but never seen one.  It
smelled musty, sweaty, after being in his shorts, she guessed.  It felt
weird, kind of soft on the outside but hard on the inside, and getting
harder.  How big would this thing get, she wondered.

   She moved closer to it, inhaled it.  Closing her eyes, fighting back the
gag reflex, the anger spurred her on.  All she could think about was biting
it off, but she knew she couldn't do that, and knew she would have hell to
pay.  She kissed it, her lips closed.  She pulled back and rolled her lips
in, trying to get a taste.  The shaft of flesh in her hand jumped and grew
even more when she kissed it.  It was gross.  She just wanted this over
with.  Maybe if she was bad at it, he wouldn't ask again.  Lilly ignored
the licking and kissing it all over, electing to hold her breath and open
her mouth and swallow it in.  She did just that and swirled her tongue
around it, because there was nowhere else to put it.  She gagged again. 
Was it from the taste and odor, or the revulsion of doing what she was
doing?  Soon she was over it, and was sucking it halfheartedly.  His hands
moved to her head and he instructed her to go up and down on the shaft at
the same time, to use more tongue.  She did, but she lessened the vacuum
and drooled a lot.  How did she know how to give a bad blowjob when she
hadn't given one ever, good, bad or fair?

   "Open your eyes, look up.  I want you to see me see you becoming a
cocksucker."

   The tears started flowing again, funny thing is he didn't say anything
about it, just grinned at her as he leant back against the wall, enjoying
her efforts.  "Practice, practice, practice." He said with a chuckle.  "You
need lots of practice.  I will see you get it." There goes the `never
getting asked again' idea, she thought.

   At that moment, the screen door squeaked then slammed shut.  Lilly tried
to pull away, but he held her fast, warning her not to stop.

   "Hello, Katie," he says in a gentle voice.

   Katie stands stock still, not believing what she is seeing.  Finally she
whispers, "She is naked, and has your thing in her mouth!"

   "Yes, yes she is.  But she isn't entirely naked.  She still has her
panties on, doesn't she?  Lilly is doing what she was instructed to do, and
you will do the same, understand?"

   Katie doesn't acknowledge she even heard him, her eyes are glued to her
friend, first on the cock in her mouth, then on her tits and the rest of
her body.  She felt a pang of jealousy run up her spine.  Good for her, she
thought for a moment.  Miss high and mighty big tits, getting hers.  But
then she realized how horrible it must be, and felt horrible for the
thought.  Lilly had never done anything bad to her and it wasn't her fault
she had those big tits.

   "Strip." She heard MF say through her clouded over mind.  Was he talking
to her?

   "Strip Katie, get those clothes off."

   Yes, he was talking to her.  Like hell she was going to let this old
pervert see her naked!

   "No way," she says, more to herself than to him.

   "Look, I went through this with Lilly, she saw the reasoning, she is
doing what I told her.  Take that, trust her and do what I say.  Or you can
join her on your knees too."

   Well, strip or have his thing in her mouth?  Stripping was the clear
alternative.  Lilly was literally crying now, holding back the sobs, so
humiliated, having her friend see her doing this.  She felt so trapped. 
Katie drops the tee shirt and pushes down her shorts.

   "Everything"

   She balked for a minute, but saw the slobber coming out of and quickly
pulled her bra off and slid her panties down.  He instructed her to turn
around, to spread her legs and her little nearly bald pussy.  To face away
from him and to pull her buttcheeks apart, then had her come to him.  He
stroked her tits and began to moan, pulling Lilly's face further down on
his cock.  Lilly was like a robot now, probably from the shock.

   "Nice tight little body." He said as his hand ran free over it.

   Katie was cute, not the beauty Lilly was, but she wasn't bad.  Her body
was smaller, bonier, more compact.  Her sandy blonde hair looked good
framing her blue eyes and her complexion was darker, her nipples and anus
were already prominently darker than her other flesh.  Still she didn't
retain that sense of mystery, that sensuousness that Lilly possessed. 
Katie was more a toy.

   He grabbed her by the ass and pulled her naked body next to his.  His
hand slipped down the crack and in between her legs.  He felt she was
moist, her body was betraying her.  He smiled and brought that hand to join
his other already on Lilly's head as he released his load of come into the
unsuspecting girl's mouth.  She gagged and choked, swallowing what she
could, but Katie could see dollops of white creamy stuff dripping from her
friend's mouth.

   Leaning back against the wall, he put his cock back and zipped up,
asking Katie why she was there anyway?  All the while Lilly was still on
her knees trying to keep down the spunk he had spewed down her gullet. 
God, she wanted to puke so bad!

   Katie gave him the walkie talkie that Molly had sent.

   "Good.  I forgot that." He pulled Lilly to her knees, and instructed her
to take her panties off and hand them to Katie.  She complied, never
looking at her.  She was so embarrassed, and the taste of his cum was
making her nauseous.

   "Now take all of your clothes, and Lilly's back to Molly.  Put on your
swim suit and have her put sunscreen on you.  We will go swimming here in a
bit if you girls get all your work done.  Oh, and you and Lilly will be
staying in the counselors' lodge with Molly and me, so move your bags into
there, understand?"

   Katie nodded and walked outside, naked, trembling and wanting to run
away.  But she didn't.  All she could think about was Molly and her
swimsuit.  Maybe Molly would stop this man, but deep down she knew the
older woman would be no help.