"OK. I have a bunch of long shirts. What if... you wore one of them with Um... Um... your panties. I promise I won't look." Walt's face turned a very ...ice shade of pink.Tammy just smiled at Walt. She thought it was funny that he got embarrassed."You promise you won't look at my fat, pregnant body?" She teased him.Walt raised his hand, "I swear." He stood up, offering his hand to help Tammy up. "Lets go find a shirt you like. I'm dying for a nice, cool swim." His strong arms pulled her up, and. I was finally rescued. Rapists are put to death."That leaves a second group. There will be some that the women don't know and they should be questioned. At that point, you're looking at future members, exiles, and those to be executed. Pam and I have participated in those sessions and both of us are good at getting into men's minds. Personally, I don't like exile. Those people considered too bad for becoming a member of society might become a threat if given the chance ... Also, I was taught. “Oh, fuck, yeah ... fuck, yeah ... this was in Mom, was it? And Michelle ... and Missy ... and David ... and Amber ... and Debbie ... and Jane ... I can’t wait until it’s in Sarah, too!” Lisa screamed as I rammed her bottom now, taking delight in sodomizing my plump high school girlfriend, now also one of my students.“Yep, these buns are yummy, too!” Erin declared as she playfully bit each butt-cheek.“Yeah, bite my ass ... bite it!” Lisa encouraged Erin to nibble her buns now.That was when. She will implement the stage one protocol."With a final snap of latches on his black leather attache, the consultant turned on his heel and was gone. Ms. Owens followed him to the door, locked it, and returned to stand, arms crossed, looking down at Melody."Strip!"Melody, shocked, stared uncromprehendingly at the tall blonde woman before her. NO ONE orders the CEO of a company to strip!When she didn't move, Ms. Owens went to her rolling case and removed a riding crop. Without another word, she.