I glanced over to see Billy trying to do the same without using his hand. It kept getting better. Next the future Mrs. Drake was naked, with her legs ...rossed to hide the good parts. Her head was back and she seemed to be laughing at something very funny. Maybe it was Mr. Drake taking a picture naked because the next was of Billy's father with his cock standing out proud and firm. "Hey, your dad had a winner there Billy." Uh huh."There were a couple more photos with Mr. Drake posing, giving us a. I dug my nails into the mattress, pinning his wrists down hard, feeling his pulse and hearing each breath he took. "Like it, huh, Jack?"His eyes shut, he nodded.This was uncharted, but exciting territory and I had every intention of making the land mine. "Oh my god, Jack, so you're a dirty little bitch like that, huh? And all that nagging was trying to get me mad enough to do this?"He nodded again, moaning softly, a pinkish-red colour rising to his cheeks, and I smiled.I leaned forward, licking. They were placed onto an electric golf buggy which drove off at speed and was out of sight within thirty seconds.The two heavy wooden bars, which really did take two men to lift clear, were then lifted out of their rests, and placed on the special trestles on either side of the roadway. Millie and the two dressed most like the Patrollers then slowly pulled open the heavy gates, while the other two faded back into the wood.The cars drove through. “Well get in,” snapped the Chief Assault leader. “It trivialized war. You like the color pink and I like to drink gin -- clearly we must fight since we believe different things. You go out and collect your rabble of an army by telling them it is important to the survival of the country. I’ll get my rabble of an army by telling them it is important to the survival of my country. You can sit back enjoying your pink room, and I’ll sit back and enjoy savoring my gin. When it is over, we’ll count bodies and see who won.“At the end of the last.