" Lord John was 6' tall with a body of steel. There was not a chance he would have been injured. I picked myself off the floor and knelt before him."M... apologies, m'lord." I said, my head down the entire time. "I did not see thee as I entered." He spotted the corset I held."Ah, good." He said. "Thou hath my costume." He took it from my hands."Forgive me, m'lord, but that is for Juliet." Lord Andrew slapped me with his ruler."Never mind, serf!" Lord Andrew exclaimed. "Help his lordship into the. "Oh, don't stop," Darleen pleaded."Darling, you've just been fucked," Caroline said, puzzled."Never mind that--suck me off!" Oh, I'll suck you off, all right, but who fucked you?" Don't ask! Please don't ask!" whimpered Darleen.Caroline was intrigued. Who could have fucked Darleen? She had the wildest thoughts--that Helen had a man hidden in her home, maybe even held captive, even Helen was really a man in drag. Caroline was hungry for cunt and eager to finish eating Darlene's hairy, juicy. " A full refund, Pete. I won't accept anything less. You know the consequences."Pete listened to a dial tone and with a curse ended the call. He sat and considered the list of operatives available, selected the right man for the job, and dialed the phone."Do you now who this is?" Pete said."Yes," Greg Bastille said.Bastille was Pete's most capable assassin. He could kill using household objects as weapons, or one thousand yards away with a sniper rifle."Call me on a pay phone," Pete said and. She tensed and came again, sinking down into the table, seemingly more relaxed. “I’m scared Mom, what if I don’t like being a parent?” she whispered. “Oh Sandy you’re going to be a wonderful mother! And Papa and I will be there to help you. You’re going to love it. Just think about the baby nursing on your sweet little tits,” she said. She ran her hands up to Sandy’s breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples roughly. “With how much you love your nipples played with, you’ll want a baby on each.