The only realcasualties were from the blast and the police officers she attacked...??How many?? I asked coldly. I was sure that chill in my voice wase...pecially unnerving given my size and its pitch.?Eighteen dead, twenty in critical care, eighty-six serious condition,and another hundred needed light care.?I felt the tears run down my face and let Camille pick me up and give mea hug. I stayed there for a few moments before I calmed down some. Ifought with all my might the urge to ask for a. I'm left with about half dozen emails that look legitimate.I open one with the subject: 'Where Are You Michele?' It reads:'Michele honey,Where have you been? The girls miss you and I do too; not to mentionour bevy of admirers. Please don't tell me you have given up the scene?xxxVanessa'The return address is [email protected]. It's dated about threeweeks ago.I'm intrigued and decide to reply to Vanessa to see what information Ican glean without giving away too much.'Vanessa,I was. He can only watch with fascinated, even hypnotised eyes, as Honey works on his face with foundation cream, with a light blue eye shadow, with highlighter and an eye brow pencil, a peach coloured rouge, with a powder puff and, finally, with a blood red lipstick, which she glides so very gently across his very effeminate mouth. And as she does this, he feels his poor, tormented sex strain even harder against the intricate, wicked re-strainer and the layers of feminine underwear so effectively. ??????????????? I heard Marion giggle and Minxsay "It's works for some lesbian couples you know."??????????????? "And where are you going toget the cum?" Marion asked.??????????????? "Isn't it obvious? Thequestion is do you do it, or do I?" Minx replied.??????????????? "We could always have himdo it himself," Marion suggested.??????????????? "Sheep don'tmasturbate," Minx observed. "He's mine though, so I'll do it. Get onall fours again my lamb."??????????????? I assumed the position and feltthe.