The rounds punched into the debris and it exploded hurling shards of the rocks and armor plates in all directions.'Shit it's going to rake the hallway...again.' Tom said as he smacked the detonator and detonated the two claymores. The ball bearings blasted through the two groups of T'Lari. Shredding them where they stood.Sean watched the detonation of the mines and saw the creatures shredded before his eyes, and said, 'Shit that was close.'Tom crawled out, ran to the shredded T'Lari and grabbed. She trembled, suddenly conscious of the finality of the moment. The grooves for her lower legs were strangely high, a foot above the levelof the plinth, with padded grips that fitted snugly against her ankles. Sheclambered up and knelt in the grooves, feeling the grips tightening to holdher ankles. “Oooooooooh!” She gasped. Her knees dropped rapidly towards thefloor as the grooves swivelled down from her ankles, opening her knees wide,pressing her ankles closer behind her thighs. The movement. Samantha lay beside her and the clock showed 10:24. Cat started freaking out until she remembered today was Saturday and she calmed down.After waiting for her morning wood to die, because she was afraid to jerk off after yesterday’s giant orgy, Cat pulled herself out of the bed and into the bathroom to wash up. Leaving the bathroom Cat went into her closet and pulled out some jeans and a flowery shirt. With her stomach growling Cat headed downstairs, pass Tiffany and Lily who were sitting under. The Fairy scowled. "No, Tingaling. We don't want to breach any copyright laws, do we?" "Hi Tingaling," said Timmy, "I'm Timmy." Tingaling rolled her eyes, "I know, you're on my list, idiot! It's a long list this year, Santa's developed a bit of a coke habit." "Tell me about it!", said Timmy, "I've seen the ads on TV!" Tingaling rolled her eyes again. Kids these days. She flew around the room, and perched on the end of the bed, legs crossed, wand in hand. She eyed Timmy up and down, he was.