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Her father had been a naval man. They drove for an hour wandering around country roads. ‘What was that?’ she thought to herself. Her crotch and ass burned and tingled as she walked through the loose sand and low shrubbery. She gets into position with her bikini covered bottom against the shaft of the figurehead. Her followers cheered at her antics. Everyone walked to the beach in the dark guiding Brandi’s hovering body. That day they tried to escaped again with not luck. Brandi crashed back on the bed and straight to sleep. The walk to her room was wobbly and she leaned on the door frame looking into the fading light. Brandi could see a thick fog just off shore and her father turned and seemed to chant towards it.
