That way?" What way?" Use me like that?" Use you?" he jerked, turning to face her, "what do you mean use? It was an honest transaction. You could've r...fused. Nobody forced you." I had little choice," she replied, evenly - her voice still haughty and aloof. Dude's anger began to rise as his arousal subsided."You had every choice. You could've refused the deal and walked out. I didn't hold a gun to your head. Are you telling me it was rape?" I didn't come for an argument. I just want to know why?. She is worth nothing now. She willprobably be sold. You ask and then what? Are you na?ve?"John Phillips felt it sink into his head and sink in deep. And thenwhat. Baby sissy was a nuisance. He felt that baby sissy probablydidn't work well, didn't get along well. His eyes rose with suddenunderstanding. "No."Mistress Satin didn't meet his eyes. She went to the bar and pouredherself a drink. "Goddess owns a cemetery here also." No!" Yes."Swirls of thought. "Did I do this?" No! You did not!. The box was only a little larger than me so it wouldn't create much air resistance if I needed to fly fast, and it had just a few small holes on the top for fresh air, and perhaps more importantly, so I could hear any external noises, such as sirens going off.I searched the residential area to locate the items I might need, depending on which plan I ended up choosing to use. Finding them was easy because sight blobs are REALLY good at searching for stuff.Directly east of the runway was the area. His girl is Sharon- 5'6", brown hair, brown eyes, very cute. Sharon has small titties, about a 32B I'd guess, and nipples that are always pointing right through her shirt and bra. Nice, full, round ass that I've always wanted to grab. Sharon has a really friendly, flirtatious personality. Myself- well, I'm Jeff. 6'0", 190 lbs, brown hair, brown eyes. I'm not in bad shape, though I don't work out nearly as much as I should. My wife, Andrea, is tall and thin. Dirty blond hair that falls past her.