“I’m game, as always. Xav, you’re coming, too.”Marcus snorted. “Yeah, right. Leave Mr. Gorgeous Ass here. He’d only slow us down.”“He ...on’t. He needs to come,” Ayn insisted.Marcus sighed. “All right, but he’s on you. If anything happens, I’ll leave your sorry asses behind like there’s no tomorrow. Don’t count on me.”“Like you’d ever leave someone behind,” Ayn said all knowingly. “Should I remind you how you dragged me along half the desert, with a bullet in my thigh? Why didn’t you feed me to. She had won a hundred pounds and the champagne at Bingo, and was celebrating. While Glenda went into the kitchen for glasses, Miriam and I opened the bottle. Having been shaken on route, it opened with a bang and spumed over the top soaking my trousers at the crotch."Take them off!" cried Miriam and tugged at them on my legs. I had no option, so I dropped my drawers to shrieks of laughter. So, I was sitting there displaying all, when Glenda came in with the wine glasses. We toasted her success. With his bare feet exposed, wrapped in thin pink crisscrossing straps, he could see that they were now much smaller and his toenails were covered in pink nail polish. Next his pants began to shrink, as they morphed to fit his long shapely legs like a glove. The pants then turned a pinkish color to match his shoes, and the pant legs were now flared at the bottom and ended just above the ankles. He then felt his rear begin to swell as it filled out the back of the tightening pants. A large black. James had advised the Head Chef to administer another dose of liqueurto quiet the beauty, but when the drink was offered, Elizabeth declined andwhispered that she wanted to honour Judith and Sarah by going into the ovenas a true spit muffin. The chef looked to James and at his nod, the drink wastaken away. A local anesthetic was applied to the star's torso to ease thepain of the very sharp knife and the stuffing of the empty body cavity wasdone quickly. Gluing and taping of the wound was done.