‘Oh my god, what are you going to do to me? I can’t stand this much longer,’ Angel breathed. ‘Don’t worry my dear girl. You won’t have to ...ait much longer,’ Lita said. She snapped her fingers at the sales girls and even though she did not speak, the girls seemed to know what to do. They began to coax Angel up and to the end of the bed. Then, they slid her panties down over her luscious legs and off. With guiding hands, she was directed to the end of the bed where she stood on her knees facing. He lets go and stands back to look at me “oh yes” he says “you are going to be much more fun than my last one”My eyes widen, last one ? what the fuck! Who ? and where are they now ?? fuckfuckfuck! I think to myself, oh this just keeps getting worse. But seriously did I really think it was going to get better !?He stands there just staring at my exposed breasts and torn bra for what seems like eternity but is probably only a few minutes. Then SLAP! I scream as his hand comes into contact with my. If that gives you issues, you are going to have to grind your way to the end, some 50,000 words away before you can grumble. Ask yourself, is it really worth the effort? The second warning is, the first 2 1/2 sections are substantially the same as an earlier submission of mine ‘Emergence’. Thanks to ‘Blackstallion21’ for editing support. Chapter3 He was standing at the foot of the bed, looking hesitant. This was the moment of truth. Rachael collected her wits and leaned back against the door. They heard him hiss and then, in something more than a whisper, he said, ‘You make these boys understand I mean this with all my heart: I’ll kill you some way slow if I catch any of you near me. Or mine.’ When Bowman had gone, they blinked at each other. Then, Philo said, ‘Get up. We’re going.’ ‘What do you mean, ‘we’re going’?’ came a whine. ‘Who was he? You just going to let him get away with that? And what are you talking about, going? It’s hot high noon!’ The redhead slowly unfolded his.