Miss Butt-Slut and the Masters of Uranus. In mid-evening, there was an alarm. Near the top of Fields Ave, there had been a raid. Angel’s Wand was se...led off by police, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. Mama quickly enforced strict adherence to the guidelines. Customers finished their drinks and walked up the street to watch, as did Daddy Don. Mama hurried to the back to check all paperwork was in order and hide, in a specially prepared hiding place, any unsecured documents which might. "Bir bolmak hemme..."Not you again!Can't you leave me in peace?I start back for the crossing, mainly because I don't know what else to do.The footpath still runs parallel to the railway, but I'll only be able toreach it by crawling up the side of the cutting. And if, as looks likely,it doesn't skirt the woods but cuts through them to the moorland above,I'll be faced with not just an exhausting scramble but also a hike ofseveral miles across difficult terrain in poor visibility. With these. You ended up with every man's fantasy; a lady in the parlor, a chef in the kitchen, and a whore in the bedroom. I fell back in my chair, too stunned to move at this shocking revelation, when a cloth covered my mouth and nose. Chlorophorm! I struggled only briefly before losing consciousness. When I awoke, I was strapped to a lab table - naked. I felt OK, though there was a bandage on my abdomen. I turned at the sound of the door opening. A doctor and two nurses came in. My voice was cracking as. Why you wouldn’t show up to a house full of women desperate to throw their legs open is beyond me, but apparently it’s intimidating for a lot of guys. Even among those who made it tonight, a couple are lurking in the corners and I’m still wondering if they have plucked up the courage to join in.I know it won’t be long before I can shoot another load of my own - I have at least one more in me, that’s for sure. So I don’t hang out for long before I head back into the other room containing the.