”“What would have happened if the shooter had prosthetic arms, like me?” Moralez asked.“I don’t think that’s likely,” Stanley said, gest...ring to the grip. “Prosthetics are made from essentially the same polymer that we use for XMRs. It’s strong, light, cheap to manufacture. If a shooter with prosthetics had fired this weapon, it would have fused to his hand, and there would be some sign of that. I don’t see anything that would support that theory.”“That rules out the SWAR goons,” Boyd. I once had her wait on hold - in a payphone - for 20 minutes. Sure enough, she was in the lobby waiting for me and dashed to the car. The overcoat was not long enough to hide the thigh highs, and you could tell she was a little embarrassed waiting there. Not to mention bare assed as the overcoat barely went over her bottom. It was a large office building of 17 floors and I am quite certain there were a few people that she must have seen while waiting for the ride.Because it was December and we. My head came back as I gasped for breath. A few blows later 2 fingers slipped into my waiting hole, then he moved on to 3 fingers pounding into me with each spank. As I arched my back and cried out with the sheer pleasure of the feeling, he ceased spanking me. Slut, do you even know what a punishment is? he asked. You are enjoying your punishment for teasing a little too much, dont you agree By now I was panting, I hadnt felt this turned on in years, please fuck me, I really need your dick. "Um, hello?" he said.Greg stood almost a head taller than Kevin, and standing there, stillsweaty from the basketball game, he made Kevin feel even smaller."So, you two trying out for the volleyball team?" Steele asked."Phthth. No!" Bunnie said."But... Isn't that the girls' volleyball team?" What? Oh, volleyball. Yes. I thought you said... something else." Volleyball, huh. That's pretty tight," Greg said. "Me and Steeleare on the basketball team. You should come out and see us some time..