A new worry furrowed his brow. Could they intercept those damned nukes in time?Andrei and Todd waited in the deep shadows of a thoroughly miserable Wa...hington night. It was cold, blustery, and wet. Todd glanced around. This was a good place to get mugged! Andrei didn’t seem so concerned. Maybe this is a child’s playground compared to Eastern European cities of the Cold War era, but damn! One could die here just as quickly, Todd thought to himself, digging his hands deeper into his overcoat. “Where the hell did you go? I was almost there…I mean, I liked that movie!” she yelled. Jessie gave me a pleading look in her eyes; stay with my girlfriend… yeah, yeah, yeah… “I’m sorry baby cakes. I had a call. I thought it was a job. I promise I’ll make it up to you next time.” I said. She seemed to be okay with this and forgave me. “Sorry we took so long, bro. It takes me a minute to cum.” Mike said as he laughed his dopey little laugh, and Jessie hit him in the ribs as hard as she could.. Eventually, he found his way back to his favorite porn site. Scrolling down the front page, he started selecting any movies that piqued his interest. While the movies rolled on mute, Jason's attention constantly shifted from the porn to the TV, and back again, not quite applying any real focus to either stimulus. Though in time, the graphic images sunk into his psyche and he felt the urge to rub one out. Moving upstairs to his bathroom, he got himself all positioned and ready and looked for a. “By Carrie Horn or by me?” Melissa Curtis demanded to know. Mrs Simons blushed again. “You please,” she said quietly looking at her desk squirming slightly in her chair as the thought of an impending stinging bottom sank in. “Right then, I will.” Melissa Curtis said getting up and going to the cupboard that housed the canes. Mrs Simons was still too flustered to question how come Miss Curtis knew that was the correct cupboard. She was only thinking about the caning she was about to get. The.