" Right now hold still?"I heard the switch go and immediately the high pitched whine as the cropping machine sprung into life. The next sensation was ...he cold metal on the base of my neck as it started to run up my nape, her hand holding my head still and the repeated even strokes as she reduced me to fur in the back. Eventually she switched off and put them back on the counter. She then used a small brush to sweep the small hair clippings from around my shoulders and looked into my eyes in the. . I would start to move towards certain parts of your body . . to let you know other things are going to happen . . .’ ‘Oh my!’ exclaimed Jeanette, rocking her hips into the bed. ‘You would feel something rough . . a bit prickly sliding down your neck . . . down your chest and stomach . . . .’ ‘God!’ moaned Jeanette and moved onto her side, sliding a hand down her thigh. ‘I would then take something hard . . stiff . . and rough and brush it across your nipples . . watching your reaction…I might. " And we're glad to be here," added Jack. "Can't wait to see you guys practice that free dance."The four ice dancers across the ice saw all this, and were amazed. These two nobodies, brushing shoulders with some of the greats of American figure skating? How did this happen?After making plans to meet the threesome after the practice, Sophia and Warren skated by, and Shawna made sure to eavesdrop."It's finally great to meet them in person, after so many internet chats," Warren said."Yeah, I think. Anyway, governing Atlanta is a lot more fun than administering Hell. I can promise you that much. Not as many screams from tormented souls, just as an example. Not as much fire, smoke, and brimstone, either. Definitely not as much darkness.“And there’s no overall crimson glow or whatever you want to call it hanging in what passed for air down there. Yeah, good riddance to Hell. I’m done with that place. Forever. Anyway, I just want to congratulate the Prophet on the birth of his firstborn ....