Nobody noticed the sound of my shot with all of the noise that both sides were making, so I had plenty of opportunity to line up my next shot.This one...was not quite as perfect as that first one, but it did the job. Another bandit permanently out of the business! Still, no one noticed my shooting, so I had plenty of time for my next shot. This time, I got a little cocky and aimed at a man toward the front of the group of bandits. I do not know what possessed me to choose that man, but it was a. The psychological aspects of torture were something the girls were well aware of the value of. Of course, the tortures would be horrible to go through, but why waste the opportunity to instill fear and dread into the prisoner first? The nervousness and stress in his body would give their physical ministrations even greater impact. He would struggle more, scream more and the building surges of power rushing through the girls bodies would become almost overwhelming.As they spoke they would stroke. I was only working half a day and then driving to see my boyfriend. At work that morning my boyfriend called and told me something came up and heneeded to come help his parents that Saturday afternoon. Instead of me driving up to see him, he would just drive down later that night.I went straight home after work and had just walked in the door when my boyfriend called. He was at his apartment eating lunch and started talking about how he was going to miss having his way with me at five when he. She had obviously just come out of the bath or shower. I could smell a feminine fragrance, some sort of floral bath salts or soap. As I first saw her, she was somewhat in profile, and then she walked to the far side of the room where there was a dressing table and mirror. I got a glimpse of her large, curvy ass just before she covered up in the towel, and then I came to my senses and darted into the hall bathroom before she could see me in the mirror. I must have made some noise hurriedly.