Then you remember, it's Jason Statham, you're screwed, he gets up and punches you in the face, knocking you out.You wake up in your room, with ice on ...our head, you see Rosie sitting over your head, simply looking at you, with a little smile on your face. She's wearing a Burberry jacket, a black mini skirt and high heels."I'm so sorry what my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend, did to you, I know you were just trying to defend me" Rosie tells you"It's ok, I would do it again" you reply You start. "Hmmm" he thought to himself "it's a platinum ring using a base trinity spell weave". He examined it closer. "Spell creates a doppelganger of Jo Jo here and feminizes it hyperfast then sends it after Jo Jo. The feminine clone slowly integrates itself with him.then upon seduction?.." he looks at Jo Jo returning to thought "the doppelganger sucks Jo Jo in?. no muss no fuss. Conserves mass and matter although creates a slight higher statick magickal charge. Then the ring works a time/space. She ran her nipples against the creamy white skin, causing her nipples to stiffen. She reached around and grabbed Chantell's nipples and began teasing them with her fingernails. Chantell moaned and leaned back into Sierra. Sierra thought she heard anoise but couldn't be sure so she just ignored it. She let go of Chantell and walked over to the desk in the corner. Chantell could hear the drawer opening and wondered what Sierra had in store for her. Dianna meanwhile had walked to the main. I was merely a passenger in an un-halting ride that I had no control over. One wet Sunday I was in a club I had started to go to, a sweaty little basement venue that struggled to free itself from a rank odour of urine and stale sweat.I was standing at the small pop up bar, naked except for black workman's boots and my cock ring. A trickle of piss ran past my foot from the toilets. Inside, a small group of men dressed in leather garb urinated into the mouth of a drenched-through guy on his.