You and I have always liked that artist who has the girls with impossibly huge tits, with rings everywhere, covered in cum. I might do that to you as ...ell. The promise I'll make you is this, if you go to Mexico, they may decide to torture you do death. It wouldn't be pleasant at all, might take a month, and would be horrible. I too may decide that your death pleases me, but I promise to make it quick. So you have a decision to make. I'll leave you alone for awhile." I hefted one of six 14 inch. What a nightmare! I guess I was going to live, but I didn't feel like slumbering any more. I was tired, but sleep would have returned me to the nightmare.I was in my quarters. I had privacy if nobody wandered in. Access was by transporter pad only—no doors. Call it a tomb rather than a crib."Now's a good time for a banana split," I said as I staggered away from the sleep learner in the office area. I had a "bed room" consisting of a wall-to-wall gym mat that I used for sleeping or wild monkey. I knew what I wanted and what I needed. I placed some bangle bracelets on my wrists. I loved how feminine they made me feel. A little fairy dust and I dropped some more in my purse and I was off.I called Derek as I approached as he had instructed me to do. He told me to knock on the door. That they were waiting for me. He said it with somewhat of a chuckle. I parked my car a bit aways as he had told me to do and walked around the hotel to the room. It was a bit chilly outside, the cool air. My gaze landed on icy blue eyes across the room and above in the balcony. My heart rate quickened, and I had to find release from those eyes. I moved my head as if gazing past him, when in all actuality I wanted to indulge in such a rarity. I had only seen him one second and yet I could already sense so much about him. He was massive in every single way. With a towering frame of six foot, brown curly hair, and some stubble on his jaw, he had managed to grab not only my attention but that of.