It was not easy for Naga to figure it out, she knew she was naked, chained to a table, extreme pain between her legs that was slowly traveling up thou...h her body, taking a look to the left side of the clearing they were in Naga saw the two young girls still roasting over the fire with their meat burning and was partly mystified to see a new third pit unoccupied, then she realized the pain traveling up though her was a metal cooking spit, she could see the bandits on the ground still unconscious. He was a miserable little shit, with his white shirt and cheap tie and ornamental hard-hat—he was one of those middle-class failures who somehow found jobs bossing grunts like him around."You've been fucking up a lot lately, Torch," the piece-of-shit said. "You better get your act together. I'm tired of this lazing around bullshit, you hear me!"George glared at the small round man but rather than say what he wanted he turned back to his saw, which immediately drowned out the piece-of-shit's. I helped her and the rest of the partypick their dresses, it was another incredible day. She told one or twofriends the next day and soon everyone in school knew what I did, but itwas fine, I didn't mind. Sarah and I became good friends, and soon shewas taking me out on shopping trips, asking my advice on which outfit sheshould buy. I found this advice come naturally to me as I quickly becamean expert not just on bridal fashion, but a wide range of fashions,mostly women's, and also in. “That is your car. It has to be.” I smiled at her and hit the button on my keyless entry controller and the lights on the Mustang flashed. She smiled with a satisfied look on her face and said “I knew it.” We got in the car and I drove her the four block to her house. I pulled in her driveway. Her house was big and very Victorian looking. It was old looking but beautiful all the same. “You have a beautiful home Regina.” She smiled at me. “Wait till you see the inside.” I looked over at her with.