I brought my fresh bottle of poppers just to get me calmed down when it was ready for action. I pulled up in the parking lot and saw a few guys linger...ng near the cars and one big black guy making his way to the door. Ok, it was now or never.I took a good hit off my poppers while at the same time exiting the car and, stuffing the poppers in my pocket, made my way towards the door. I only took a few steps when the popper wave flooded my body, and the big black guy turned and saw me as I neared. Masturbation was a sin. Everybody knew that. A little frown appeared on his face."I take it, from your reaction, that you don't masturbate."I found my voice. "Of course not." Have you ever masturbated?" No, certainly not."He said nothing, just nodded. I was relieved. Just thinking about it gave me funny shivers inside. He straightened and smiled again."I'm going to have to examine you more thoroughly," he said. "I'll need to remove your pretty panties." Oh," I gasped.A strange tremor ran. Rubble and debris shot out from the factory and flew in all directions. A lump of tangled metal flew into Joy’s shoulder and sent her sideways onto the ground taking with it a chunk of Joy’s arm and leaving a trail of blood arching behind it. Her head fell against a stone and a trickled of blood seeped out from her mouth. The man stood up and caught a brick in his chest which sent him staggering backwards onto the ground. Sharon crouched down, covered her head with her hands, as she’d imagined. "Remember a few weeks ago, when we were talking about our exes?" Yeah..." Emily's voice betrayed her hesitance."Don't worry!" Gemma giggled. "You've just gone three shades whiter. I haven't brought any of them with me or anything." Good." Emily felt herself relax again. What was she thinking? Gemma was a little eccentric, but she wasn't that crazy. "So what about them?"Gemma took Emily's hands in her own and led her back inside. She effortlessly pulled her tight fitting top over her head and.