Short shorts, knee high leather boots,garters and fishnets and corset. Which I made her wearthere so she would have to be seen by whoever might beout ...hen we got there. Luckily it was dark no neighbors were out so I told herto go to the door and she did I could see her fear ofsomeone catching her as she walked up to the door andrang the bell. Gene peeked out saw her opened the doorand she went in. I then grabbed her bag of toys and wentin as well. She went right to fucking herself in thefront. When Amanda went down, Heather tried, despite her wound, to get to her and drag her out of the melee. It was only Matt pulling her away that kept her from suffering the same fate as Amanda, or worse.Stories of Gunny and Seamus O'Donnell abounded as well. Both had been in the thick of it. I personally watched as Gunnery Sergeant Garcia led a charge to ferret out the remaining invaders who took cover behind the tanks. His coolness under fire and seeming invincibility lead his men - the same ones. Two parking spaces reserved for doctors – one marked N GUPTA, the other S GUPTA.Inside, and we’re in a doctor’s room, looking at a dark-skinned and very skinny, almost shapeless middle-aged lady. She’s dressed semi-formally in trousers and a pale blouse, standing infront of her desk. She has long black hair tied back in a tight pony-tail, a big forehead, sharp features and a tight-lipped smile that looks just a little mischievous. Big brown eyes and a surprisingly pointy nose finish off this. While they stroked the guys, the two men put their hands up the girl’s short skirts and stroked their soaking wet pussies through their thin panties. As the four of them fondled each other, Alice and Jane put various torture instruments on a trolley and wheeled it next to the gynecological chair. Then they slammed me face down on the torture table, my ankles tied to the base of the table’s legs with a leg spreader between my knees to keep my legs spread wide, my wrists were tied to the other.