I want you to take me. I want you so much, I’m creaming my panties for you right now. I need wild tonight. Make me your woman!”Okay, that last par... reeked of the kinds of trashy bodice ripper novels that Claire sometimes wrote under a separate pseudonym from her normal work, but Mel was young and had probably read a few through her teenage years. Instead of commenting on it, I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her close to me and stood up, lifting her with me. She wrapped her arms. Connor was 2 months older than Ryan, and was instructed not to engage Ryan in the scheme until he turned 16. That happened on Saturday afternoon, January 26th, two weeks ago.“Dude, we gotta talk,” Connor had said.Ryan was intent on disabling a maneuvering Iranian tank. “About what?” he said.“Someone hacked your computer, dude.”That got Ryan’s attention. He paused the program, running on his brand new Xbox One.“What?”Connor lowered his voice almost to a whisper. “I saw the videos you downloaded. My sliver of awe at my new look was instantly dashed, and I instantly became nauseous. I felt his monstrish hands cup my breasts and squeeze. He pulled me into his body. I locked eyes with one of the women, begging for her to help me. She looked at me coldly until Mr. Wilson said “Well done ladies. Babe you’re gonna get fucked so hard tonight. The girls instantly laughed “Dammnn girl, I wish a man would talk to me like that. Thank your lucky stars bitch!” Mr. Wilson sneered at me as he locked. " He was rousing."How about dresses? Do you like them in lovely soft dresses? Do youlike them to pose for you? Would you like me to pose or you? Injewels, made up, with high heels, in a beautiful gown? Would you likethat?"His penis was stiffening again as I hissed into his ear. I could judgejust what to say by its instinctive response."What about furs? Do you like them? Soft, sexy furs wrapped roundbeautifully dressed boys, made up like whores, dripping with jewellery,scented, almost.