" Just get up honey.......and walk over here.........s-l-o-w-l-y.", Jason said.

Amanda rolled over on her back; then sat up. The legs of her tiny pink shorts gaped to show a bit of her white panties underneath as she strained to push herself up with her mannacled hands. Jason smiled.

" Put your heads down girls.", Jason ordered the others. " You had your chances. You can just keep your noses in the dirt and sweat. What this li'l gal does is none of your business." Jason shouted at the other girls who had raised their heads to try and watch Amanda. He stared at the two mounds of Miriams plumb ass and thought of squeezing them with the girl laid across his knees; her jeans and underpants pulled downto her knees. He wondered what she'd do if his finger slipped between the globes of fat to probe her annus ? It would make her squirm for sure. Maybe she'd even creme herself if he inserted his finger through her rectum.

Mirriam was now struggling to position herself to get up. If only her hands were free. She struggled awkwardly. Finally with a lurch she got to her knees; then unsteadilly rose to her feet to face Jason. " Slow. now: walk over here nice and slow. Shake your hooties for me. I enjoy your looking at a nice set of knockers."

Miriam was having second thoughts: maybe sweating on the hot ground was better than the humiliation of standing in front of this beast. But, the shade was inviting.... she walked slowly very much aware of Jason watching her.

Miles away, Korah snuffled alone, cuddled in a painful ball in the back of Big Bob's patrol car. Bob came back out shortly with a large Indian woman in scrubs pushing a wheel chair..................she watched them approach.