She’s angry as hell, or something as hell… I’m thinking probably "angry as."She inhales her lungs completely full, and on the exhale says, “Ta...e your pants down.”“Do what?”“Pull ’em down, shorts, everything, down to your ankles, or off, whatever.” She’s really policing this.“I don’t get it,” I say, but my dick is already like a billy club. Her gaze is a trap and I’m caught in it and my cock is like wink-a-wonk, wink-a-wonk.So I pull it all off and throw shorts and underwear, all of it, in. She stopped wiping.Anders stared. Katelyns face grew red with embarrassment. Katelyn broke the silence."What am I supposed to do? I have a job as a house cleaner. I have to wipe windows all the time. I'm always so worried someone is going to come in and see me..." She nearly broke into tears.Anders cleared his throat. "It's alright. We're going to work this out."A pause."If you don't mind, could I see this happen, one more time? If you're comfortable with it."Katelyn breathed in and looked up. “I got her, Pilgrim!” he said in a pretty poor cowboy drawl.“Ok, pard,” Andy said in his equally lame impression. “Let’s locks up this here Indian Princess.”Eric stood me up, holding my arms behind me. I thought nothing of it at this point as he led me into the barn.“Kneel down there, Princess,” Andy said, pointing to the base of a post in the barn. I did, Eric still holding me tight. Andy grabbed some rope from a shelf and went in back of me, binding my hands around the post behind me. I. Without speaking to any of them, he went to the nightstand and set down the cup and the bottle of SLuT10. He opened the bottle of water, filled the cup, and then handed the rest of the bottle to Emily.Dave carefully filled the dropper with some of the formula and put three drops of the formula into the cup of water. He picked up the cup, swirled the water around to mix it with the formula, and held it out to Emily."Drink it."Emily took the cup and smiled at her father."Daddy, I don't have a.