" Kelsey didn't care. She'd stay and watch Deanna's cherry ripped away whether her friends did or not.Deanna always imagined some kind of prince whisk...ng her away to some magical romantic place. She would be so in love. She and her prince would kiss on their rose-scented bed and sex would just happen. It would be so wonderful. She would be content and happy. That was all about to be gone. She was about to be fucked, she allowed herself to mentally use the bad word, by some boy she didn't even. The girl began to fruitlessly hit at the man, he laughed and wrapped his powerful hands around the girl’s throat again. Lift her up and slid her sweaty squirming body up the wall. He then pulled the camera to get a full image of the girl’s body. Her small pussy dripped with blood and cum. It ran down her lengthy legs and dripped onto the floor. Mille watched as the lens came closer the girls gushing pussy and it showed a battered little fuck hole open and a gaped oozing blood and the white. .. youreally don't know?" She shook her head, gasping, "I thought you weresupposed to have been told..."I gulped. "Told what?" That you're in another world... another dimension." Aelaeryn moved downcloser to my face. "You traded bodies with a mermaid, she's in yourbody... in your world, while you are here in hers. The Gra... Ms. G willmake sure that she doesn't get into any trouble," Aelaeryn assured me.However that wasn't my greatest fear at the moment. I was surrounded bywater and in the body. This makes no sense. Who would want to kill Sergeant Reaper? Aside from the FBI’s Hostage Rescue Team, I mean?”It was Delahoye that answered. “We are not making this up. As part of the surveillance system, we have had a certain mosque in Minneapolis under investigation. A young Somali-American FBI agent was assigned to infiltrate the mosque. He grew up in Minnesota and was a Muslim. He was as fine a young agent as any we’ve ever had.”“He was as fine?” I said.“Mahmud Hassan, that was his name,.