I got up to dance with them and sandwiched Lucy between us, and I pushed Lucy’s hand toward his crotch. They both just giggled and Lucy did not see... to mind. We were all pretty fucked up by now so I said let’s get going. So we went out to catch a cab. The line was so long and we were anxious to get to our room. A limo guy ask us if we wanted a ride, no waiting I said lets go. Lucy sat bitch and I noticed Rob had his hand on her thigh, I thought “cool.” As soon as we got to our room we all. She didn't know why but the general needed to fly back North that very night and he had no intentions of missing out on his wedding night. As she sat in the whining bird the red-carpeted passenger area like a waiting room she could see Mobana shaking hands with his friend and ally the prime minister of his neighbouring country. At his side Koko stood in heeled boots and military fatigue no doubt having spent the afternoon enjoying that enormous Nubian slave."Good luck my friend," the prime. She took a second bite, pondering the taste. Then a third, and a fourth. Soon, she had eaten the whole fruit without being able to guess what was that strange taste. Snow White went back to her chores. As she knelt down to scrub the floor, she felt a weight on her stomach. "Oh, she thought. That must be that apple. I suppose it wasn't as fresh as it looked..." She hiccupped and put her right hand on her stomach.Snow White hiccupped again, and her breasts nearly doubled in size. "What is...?". But in a corner of Phillip’s mind a small voice was telling him not to be judgemental, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. Phillip sneered again. He was the kind of man to whom it came naturally, his face falling into that cynical, sarcastic expression by default. Still, he thought, in the interests of fairness, I should do some research before I condemn these pathetic losers out of hand. He dialled the number, careful to use his own phone rather than the landline. He could just imagine.