He opened the wrapper to reveal a tuna salad sandwich dripping with mayonnaise.When he opened it, he heard the queen gag, and he dug his fingers in an... pulled out another wrapped blade. “It was tough trying to figure out which you’d hate more, this or the meatball sub. It’s actually quite good, and perfect for hiding a blade in. Figured someone would search my bag on the way in and a cake would have aroused too much suspicion.”“You expected treachery?” The queen’s voice was ominous now, and had. .. I don’t have nerves like you do, but I sense you, feel you, and it’s really hard to describe. I can remember what it was like in a body, and it just isn’t like that. I couldn’t have conceived of what this is like when I was alive. You have ... edges, surfaces, that I don’t have now. I think I can maybe I make your nerves think something is stimulating them because I’m inside them. Most of you is lying inside me, but I can feel all of you, even the part that’s out of the water. I don’t know. ‘Whyever not, Caroline? You can’t say you haven’t the looks, after all!’ ‘Well, no, but…’ ‘No ‘buts’ young lady! This is that self-esteem thing we were talking about! Your sister has made a really good suggestion, it seems to me. Why not give it a go?’ ‘Awww, Mum!’ But Tina looked sternly at her daughter. ‘Can you give me a real reason why you can’t but your sister can?’ she asked her in a firm voice. ‘No,’ Caroline answered her in a small voice after a minute of looking down at her hands. ‘But. I try to crawl away but can't manage it before he's on top of me, oh shit I think starting to panic. The bear paws at me again managing to roll me over and tears the top of my pants, he seems to know what he's doing and what he wants. Because he paws at me again and pulls my cargo pants down mid thigh, showing off the top of my stockings, and my panties down to where the waist band is just above my mound. The bear paws at me once more and my womanhood is exposed to this horny beast, holy shit I.