I walked out into the living as he was removing a vile of amber liquid from his gym bag and syringe. As he placed the needle into the vile and drew a ...arge amount of the liquid into the syringe, he told me to turn around which I did. I was wearing tiny thong panties and he rubbed my bottom with a little alcohol swab which made me squeal from the sudden cold and without warning pushed the needle into my bottom and injected the liquid. He explained that these were vitamin shots provided by “The. ” “Yeah, everything sucks more when you’re older.” Chelsea said correctly as she dragged her rake through the leaves, clearing a small patch. They worked for a while, clearing about half the yard and creating a large mound of leaves in the middle. Dennis threw down his rake and said, “Beer. Beer?” “Please.” Chelsea said leaning against her own rake. “Gotcha.” Dennis said opening up his door and walking into his kitchen. He came back out with two cans of some Sam Adams Octoberfest. He popped. The door wasn't even locked. Inside, thepoor lighting in the stairway made her job even easier, and a simpleillusion of even deeper shadow made her all but undetectable.Slowly, she moved down the stairs. The room she had identified as thecash room was on the third floor of the six story structure. Slowly, shedescended the stairs, being careful to keep her illusions firm, and hermovements silent. She encountered no one, and that made her nervous.Where was everyone? There should be people. Her demeanor gave me every indication she was interested in me that way. She was younger my favorite nun, true, and certainly extremely attractive. I thought she might have had compunction about socializing with employees or prospective ones. No doubt my attitude was being influenced by her being so much closer to my age and being quite attractive as well. I was misreading her completely. At the same time, she had treated me deferentially from the get-go. Then there was this new concern that I.