”Blade looked at Cutter and thought, ‘I say we help.’Blade sighed, ‘I hope they put us in the same cell as Dent and Scar because you know they...will help her too, don’t you?’Cutter nodded. To Jenifer, she said, “We need a Carrier, as it’s a bit too far to walk.”Jenifer beamed them both a broad smile.“Hey bro, we got more visitors,” Possum called out to Gazza.It was Scar who spoke first when the visitors were ushered into the lounge room by Possum. “What are you two reprobates doing here with. “What the hell, man,” he said, starting towards me. Within seconds he was up in my face, angrily talking back to me. I had to give him credit for balls, but did that little punk really think he stood a chance?“That’s what happens when you get in my way,” I said, “Got a problem with it?”“What if I do?”Oooo, little man had some fight in him? Big mistake, but I was going to enjoy it. It had been nearly two weeks since I kicked somebody’s ass. If he wanted to go, I was more than happy to. We all got in her car, not really a car but a transport vehicle that didn’t require a driver, with all three of us in the back. I sat in the middle of Azola and Lizzy, while Jasmine sat on the other side of us. They all wore the traditional attire of their race. It looked like a Japanese komodo but it opened fully in the front like a bath robe. It was so warm sitting between them. Their body’s natural temperature stayed several degrees higher than ours. I felt so small sitting between their. Long ropes streaked up the length of her body to her breasts. Brigitte giggled, “Mmm, Jack. It’s all over my belly and tits. You shot so big.” As the last vestiges of my climax eased, I wanted to thank them for being such a considerate audience as they melted away. Bathed in a deep sense of relief, I chuckled to myself at the incongruous politeness of the crowd. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Swimming a little and enjoying the warm sea; Brigitte had gone back to our place on the beach. I could make out that.