They were all very attractive, but the one I really liked was Sarah. Average height, great lips, light brown wavy hair. We were good friends and I had...known her for years, but secretly I was in love with her. I think everyone knew it, since we spent so much time together, but I was always too scared to make a move, so we just stayed friends.One night she wanted to go out to a bar. It was just me, her, and another friend, Rachel. Rachel was a tall, pretty blonde with a body not far from Gianna. Still growing, it moved down her body from her breast to the depths of her belly. She writhed more, but she could not escape the fire.He changed to her left breast and cupped her between her legs. The feeling, which should have been mortification, was somehow both comfort and excitement.He stroked her, and she stiffened. Her center, quite against her will, rose to press into his hand. She writhed more. Then she stiffened more, and felt as though she were on the edge of some precipice. He left. " Iptomas said."But do you have to kill him? Is there not another way?" Hera asked earnestly. Despite his faults Zeus was her husband and she loved him."If I can I will spare him for your sake but I make no promises. I don't know how close the battle may be." Iptomas answered honestly.Hera nodded thanking him for at least leaving that option open. Iptomas' thoughts were not on vengeance but on ending an escalating conflict that had to be stopped.Transporting himself to an open dirt field. This isn’t right. This isn’t me.’ But it felt so good to let him continue. And he took his time with them. Slowly working each one to a sharp peak before gently closing the clamps over each of them. He wasn’t ready for her to gain all of her awareness back just yet. Next he grabbed some rope and began wrapping at the base of first one and then other. Just tight enough to be begin to be uncomfortable but not enough to cause any real pain. Not yet. The entire time he just kept telling her what a.