" I looked at him with a puzzled face. “Do you know what a Dixie biscuit is?” I shook my head no. “It is a dick is dirty from fucking an a...s.” With that he pulled out and got up. Told me to get on the floor on my knees and I did as told. He brought his dick close to my face. “Where has my dick been bitch?” “My ass sir.” I looked at is Dixie biscuit then looked at him as he pushed his dick to my lips. “Just submit, open your mouth and taste your ass.” I slowly opened up and. Her left leg followed and, after punching her in the face, he got her remained limbs under restraint.Whoozy, Batgirl felt Potkin's hands fasten the straps across her waist and then across her chest. His hands lingered over the thin fabric that covered her breasts and she managed to spit at him.He grinned when it missed.Batgirl listened for some hope of rescue. The sirens outside promised hope, but the fire was growing louder more quickly than the distant shouts."So, what game shall we. " We are running out of time aren't we?" Vlad asked."Yes, we are not going to let that child die without a fight. If we don't rescue her, I know where the gang will be after midnight. We can deal with them as a group there." I said seriously."Be sure you count me in for that," Anya said. Vlad had the phone on speaker."So, lets find her," I said "So that we don't have a Saint Valentines Day Massacre."I rushed back to the drugstore on main street, as I drove to the new condominium I thought that. ..With a sharp gasp you wake up from the dream, covered in sweat, your bed sheets twisted and tucked around you, trapping you, forcing you to struggle to free yourself, you walk almost drunkenly to the bathroom, to wash your face, feeling overheated.Looking up into the mirror, you stumble backwards in surprise - you don't look like you anymore. You appear muscular and toned, your skin is inhumanely smooth, face manly and slightly feminine at the same time, and, perhaps the most shocking, five.