Lexi had drawn her sword before entering but no sooner had she entered the room than the door had slammed shut behind her and a strange gas had appear...d from nowhere filling the room. Lexi had tried to turn back towards the door to escape but found that her legs couldn't move and gradually, as the gas filled the room from floor to ceiling, she found the rest of her body been paralysed.Eventually the gas had disappeared, leaving Lexi paralysed at the foot of the bed with her sword still in her. Do you mind?!” Leaning forward with his arm on the table the drunk smirked wider, his uneven teeth showing as he drawled. “No, I don't sweet cheeks, wanna have a drink?”Something had begun to stir in Greg as he glared at the man bothered his friends, his fingers gripped the table a bit harder than he meant while his nostrils flared with each inhale of air. “Pal... Step away from our table or I'm gonna have to finish what you started at the door.” Looking back at the young man with a ponytail. We did everything two people could do with each other. Carol is a born exhibitionist. We would drive into New York to walk around the village. Her favorite outfit was a gauze top with strings that tied around her neck and her waist. Her back was completely bare and her breasts were on open display. They swayed when we walked and she would often stand in front of a shop and thrust her chest out. There were times when someone would comment on her brazen looks and we would smile at them. . Some days, Kendall found herself bored. Other days, she was grateful. Kendall had been working since she was twelve. Her mother, a single alcoholic more inclined to drink herself into a stupor than to support the family in any meaningful way, put all the pressure of adulthood on her teenage daughter. Sometimes, Kendall thinks that’s how she found herself as a teenage mother. With two children before nineteen, Kendall was afraid she would be alone for the rest of her life, or worse yet, trapped.