I’m not sure how to describe it.”“He was so ‘Phil’ about it, huh?” Tiffany asked with a chuckle.“I guess that’s the best way to descri...e it,” Hailey said, returning the small laugh. “He told me he wouldn’t make a decision for me and I know he means it. Once it was evident to him what my decision was, he helped me as best as he could. It was him who pointed out that you needed to be in control for it to send the right message. I could direct you but I couldn’t dictate to you was how he put. ?Where is fair mentioned in the rules.? He replies.She struggles or squirms under his control and he smacks her ass hard several times. He pulls her shorts down around her thighs and spanks her bare ass.?Fuck. That hurts. Stop please.?He shoves two fingers into her.?Are you sure? You are pretty damn wet!?She looks back at him as he slides another finger into her.?Want to come?? He asks.?Yes.?He slides his hand down the inside of her thigh and just above her knee he presses deep with his. On the floor in the corner was the body of the man tasked to make the bombs that failed to detonate. Steve grimly considered how failure was not an option in terrorist endeavors. Steve noticed a pamphlet for Valley Forge National Historical Park sitting on the counter. Artillery Park was circled in ink. Steve had understood enough of the conversation to know the woman terrorist was going to take the three girls there, probably to execute them in a public venue! He studied the map on the. " They cut my salary remember," said Chris. "That was a few years back. I don't think I'll ever earn enough to buy my freedom. As every year passes, there's always yet another obstacle on the way." Well, at least we get to keep a cottage in the village," said Chloe as she gazed through the cracked glass of the antique late twentieth-century window at the wind-generator in the garden just beside the vegetable plots that were an essential supplement to the family's diet."That's not certain.