“What,s the white stuff on Daddy,swee wee and your face, Mummy?” Chris continued. “Oh that,some salve I out on Daddy,s wee wee and it ran over o...to my face when I kissed it!” Sarah explained. “What is the problem any way Christie?””Rickie keeps changing the tv channels to tease me and won,t quit!” she complained. Sarah threw her house coat on as I put on my underpants and went to clean up in the bathroom. Once Sarah scolded our son for teasing his sister she had a go at Chris for not knocking. He stormed out of the house and didn't come back that night at all. I cried until I didn't have any tears left and the next morning he called me up."Be at the pavilion at the park by the house in twenty minutes," he said, then the phone went dead. I quickly got dressed and got down to the park pavilion in ten minutes. Those other ten minutes waiting for him to arrive were agonizing. Finally, right at the twenty-minute mark, he showed up. My heart leaped when I saw him and I wanted to run into. She only targets his followers, and not innocents.”“Even better! That might even make it more interesting for the guy players, somebody to flirt with and lust after. And somebody for the girls to idolize.”I looked over at Mandy, and she had pulled a sheet of paper from the printer and was scribbling furiously. A few minutes later she handed over a sheet of paper. A female bandit, in tight leather armor which showed she was unquestionably female at the bust, but not over the top. Wide hips and. She places her beautiful finger on the cage just in front of my lips and pauses to take in the scene before her. I am panting like a wild dog, drool flying from my separated lips. With the utmost ease she turns the tumble in the lock and the lock is freed from its casing. A flick of her delicate fingers and the lock is removed from the cage. A simple turn of her wrist and the door is released. She is my heroine and savior and my whole being that was only moments ago nothing but pure pleading is.