Peter decided it was time to take the initiative and quite openly placed his hand on my crotch and proceeded to rub my cock through my trousers, aliso... must have been sat waiting in anticipation of what was to come next because as i glanced across at her she had laid back in the armchair and had lifted her skirt up to her hip and was slipping her panties to one side and slowy rubbing her clit. This was enough for me to take the plunge and undo peters belt and trousers and ease out his flaccid. I code named the man, talking down to me, Boris. He tried to go into a long winded explanation of why the Boogieman was so bad.“Excuse me sir,” I interrupted Boris. “That’s all fine and good, but it isn’t pertinent to why we are here. I have a lot to do, so would you mind if we just get started?”He made the noises of a self important political animal, but he finally said, “Of course.”“The first thing you all need to understand is why the Boogieman wants a deal now. As best I can figure he has a. ”“What do you mean?”“Someone on the surface is trying to get you to go there.”“No, I don’t think so. I am sure I have not felt anything telepathic!”“Then I can say no more and as The One once told me, ‘Everyone is entitled to inflict as much suffering on themselves as they wish! The question is will they learn from the pain?’”“Sometimes, I need to make my own decisions!” Jason replied.“That may be true at times, but sometimes you also need to listen to those who advise you, and care about your. For what seemed like hours, as she heard him walking through house and searching everything for whatever he was going to take, she was hit with a flood of emotions. Besides the fear of not knowing what he was going to do to her, was anger, she was pissed that this masked man was going through her house, he also hit her in the face, and tied her up. She also felt denial, she could not believe that this was happening to her. As the hallway floor creaked, she knew he was coming back to her room by.