“Mmmm nice fit, Mr ‘arrows. My Sid’s a bit on the big side,” she giggled: “a bit like some of them truckers!” She gave an involuntary sque...l of delight as he thrust his cock fully home. Soon she was bouncing up and down enthusiastically, her moans interspersed with choice Cockney expletives.“I say, steady on, Mrs Fellows!”“What’s up?”“You’re moaning and swearing rather loudly. Don’t want Mrs H to hear, do we?”"Switch on the ‘oover,” she whispered."Good idea. How do I do that?”"Tap the orange. Without the steel bars around her, she felt soexposed that her skin spontaneously puckered up in goose bumps. The threat ofthe shock baton left her cowed and frozen, but she instinctively shrank awayfrom the man. He rested one hand on her flank while the woman bent down and clippeda chain leash to a ring on the collar below her chin. She tried whimperingplaintively: it had no effect. Man and woman both grabbed her bodily andhoisted her up on to the top surface of a cold ceramic slab. On the. He handed her the pistol. “This is a 9mm Glock 43. There are six bullets in the clip and one in the chamber. This is the safety. Flick that like this and point and shoot. Stay by Little Angus. I am giving you this so you can defend yourself and him as a last resort. Here is an extra clip. You pop the spent one out like this and then jack the new one in like this. Any questions?”She looked at him with wide eyes as he pulled another, bigger gun from behind his back. “Is this really necessary?”. The other area of concern was to enable some form of mental protection for the day when Oonagh decided to talk. Though again she appeared disinclined to do so, for which we were quite grateful. The bulk of the ordinary Sidhe society was turning to a mostly pastoral base which was being used to support a standing army which meant that Verenestra could use them all year round unlike Oonagh’s army which apart from a core of Daoine Sidhe had a seasonal aspect to it.As allies we supported the.