Then unveiled is a series of fuzzy, shaky (probably the result of one-handed action while the Instamatic is feverishly manipulated) happy snaps of a 7...-year-old-looking harridan, with looks that would reverse the flow of the Zambezi river.In the first photographic masterpiece, Godzie is draped coyly around a couch, with rolls of fat boiling out of her grey looking, industrial-strength granny bra like lava from an active volcano.Further action should be viewed by only the most resolute of men.. Eve strutted from one end of the bar to the next, standing over each guy sitting at the bar, giving them a clear view up her skirt. For some she spread her legs a bit, for some she did not. Then she began to dance. Seductively and then a bit faster. Lifting her shirt just below her pointed nipples.About halfway thru the second song she heard, "Take off your top. Take off your top, show us your tits." Eve smiled, bent over a bit and tried to rip her shirt in the middle of the collar. It. "Amanda, Zoe roll away from him. Now!" Robbie said, not shouting but speaking steadily and firmly.Amanda and Zoe heard Jason's voice, not Robbie's and instinctively obeyed, rolling off of and away from Doug. Doug struggled to his knees; pain nagging at him from his damaged rectum and now from his torn ear too. Blood washed down the side of his head and there was a maniacal gleam in his eyes. He brought the gun up and pointed it at Robbie."I don't know who you are son but, say goodnight to the. Nick waited silently for a response so, when I had gathered myself enough to answer coherently, I nodded and managed to whisper, “Yes, Sir. I’d like that.” What did he have in mind? How far would he take this? My head buzzed with the possibilities. Okay, I didn’t want a twenty-four seven Total Power Exchange, but my need to submit didn’t go away just because we weren’t having sex. Nick smiled and brushed a stray strand of hair away from my face. “Okay, this is what’s going to happen.” His voice.