It's like being in the hull of a white plasti-cloth ship as you are steadily rocked back and forth. You try your best to keep from being pressed any harder into the hot wet mess of the pee stain, or from being pinned against your big baby brother's crotch or bum.
As you try to find a way out of this stifling brig, you soon become aware of noises outside the confines . . . Adam must be going out of the room . . . you must hurry to get out!
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