Instinctively, he had the feeling that there would be more to this buy than the usual running through alleyways with a brown bag under one arm and, me...ting in his father's garage at two o'clock in the morning to break up the pound.An astute judge of character, Jim reached out to rest his calming hand on Mark's shoulder. Mark was uptight, that was obvious. But then, didn't every bank robber, every smuggler get nervous when they faced the law? Wasn't that what made them act intuitively, do things. Yes, the guns could have been fully automated since they were computer controlled, but that would be no fun. If there were no human involved in the chain, then why bother? If there were no humans in the chain, then we could just send out fully automated drones and blast all of the pterodactyls from the sky. None of us wanted to do that.We had finally reached the stage in which we were going to look for a pterodactyl for Jane to hunt, so we were headed in the general direction in which we. I’ll leave the whip here in case you want to tickle Darla with it again. G’night k**s,” and with that he and Sally left.Darla was a real trooper. Through it all she remained impaled on my penis, a defiance of her master I am sure that was not easy for her. “Boss Bob didn’t much like what he saw on our faces,” she said after he was gone as she swung her legs clear of my hips. “No he didn’t,” I replied, “and Sally liked it even less. Fuck ‘em both. I don’t much give a damn what they like and. It didn't hurt that when cleaned up shewas quite the looker, very exotic looking and even in a pair pj's hecould tell she had a nice body.As she finished off the bowl, she was found herself quite full andsatisfied. The blood soup really hit the spot. She grabbed her diveslate and began writing..."Thank you master," she wrote. "I really needed that, I was so hungry." It was nothing," scoffed Chris. "And my name isn't master, it'sChristopher or Chris for short." But you are my master!" she wrote..