We mounted two old machine guns on each vehicle along with a one inch cannon on the truck I drove. We had few shells for the cannon and only a thousan... rounds for the 50 calibre guns. We had two old but serviceable mortars, but only thirteen rounds to play with.Willie had come through with the auto shotguns but there were only three of them. The AK-47's could be used by everybody, even Caiti. Bikers and other sources were used to find what I needed. Weapons weren't all we carried because I had. Amy contemplated phoning her friend but it was gone ten thirty and it was time for bed.Amy swivelled her laptop to face the bed, pulled the covers up and pushed her fingers down inside her knickers.'Fuck, he's big,' she thought, looking at the image in front of her. Her eyes widening with delight.ooOooThe girls caught up with each other the following day.“Why did you disappear last night?” asked Amy.Jen smiled but said nothing at first, not until she directed Amy out of earshot of a few other. For the Americans reading this, I mean football shorts not American football shorts.I offered them too her. She took them and put them down on the sofa next to her but made no attempt to dress herself.“Are you hungry?” I asked. Hopeful that avoiding asking about her situation would jump start a conversations. She didn’t speak but she did nod her head. It was a start.I headed into the “kitchen”. It was basically an area of the living room behind a counter and grabbed a can of soup. Setting it to. "Mummy, what have you done to me?" Laura accused.Dr. Adams cupped the crotch of the panties possessively. "You gave this to me... remember?"Laura nodded her head. Unfortunately, Laura did remember. However, when she made that promise, she wasn't as horny as she was now though."Those training panties will remind you who that pussy belongs to. Don't worry, it won't be for long baby. You just be a good girl for a little while longer, okay?"Laura nodded her head. After all, what choice did she.