As I was pushing my way toward the front of the group I could tell that my friend was right behind me using me as a blocking back so he could also get...an up close view of the gorgeous woman. When I finally reached the front of the group I could see that Angelina Jolie was wearing an outfit that looked like her Lara Croft get-up from the first Tomb Raider movie. She was standing about 10 feet away and I could easily see her large breasts, her perfect legs and tight butt from that distance. I. I’m not saying you need to let us girls assist in any kind of combat, but what you’re talking about here ISN’T all that dangerous! I could go with Charlie and Linda. Then, after they ‘cure’ him, I think I could push an ‘immunization’ suggestion that would keep him from ever falling back under Viktor’s control. Please, let us help and the second we’re done, both Linda and I will pop back home, I promise ... please?”Linda was now smiling at Sheila, excited that she had an advocate and partner for. Sweet amnesia in a bottle, a great many called it, those that were willing to admit that drinking served as their only true means of escape…drinking allowed them a brief chance, to forget, for a time, the harsh reality that surrounded them each and every day as they lived out their lives on the streets, sleeping in narrow back alleys while struggling to find minimal nourishment in moldy food scraps fished from musky, seldom dumped dumpsters. It was hardly a pretty sight to see…men and women and. He looked around his spacious home and realized how empty it was. His cock stiffened at the site of the bench and cross he'd assembled this morning in his living room, she'd be spending a lot of the weekend bound to them, hopefully in tears or cumming for the millionth time. He asked her every Sunday when he unlocked the cuffs and collar if she wanted to do it again and she never said no. This weekend he would make it permanent. She already had a room here in his home, it would be a simple.