Dale, somewhat more handsome than his brother and also significantly brighter, tried to pull him back, but it was too late. We charged after them, all...of us, and forced the door open before it could be barred. Chet lunged at me and I slashed both of his arms, one with the dagger, the other with the machete.Chet screamed in pain as he looked at his forearms, one cut deeply by the machete and the other bleeding profusely. I lifted my machete and decapitated him while his brother now struggled to. I had a hairdresser pin my hair strategically in a fashion that must have been popular in the 20s or 30s. It was up off my neck, yet in loose tendrils and twists. The overwhelmed speechless look on his face gave me just the confidence I needed to think that I must have looked better than I had thought.As if he were clairvoyant, he had brought a single white lily that clipped in my hair instead of a corsage. It was the perfect finish to my prom attire. After he pinned the flower in my hair,. ” —Col. Jessep (Jack Nicholson)If betting was a popular feature in 1939 inside World War Two Berlin on the verge of entering a global war with strategy discarded along the wayside joining simple things like logic and reason in making military decisions, then the odds of the Soviet Union invading Poland from the other side joining their new Best Friend Forever, Nazi Germany would have been about one thousand to one. It was such a sure thing I was certain no bookmaker would have the balls to take. He fought the urge to cum as hard as he could so it would last a bit longer. She had stopped massaging his balls and he became aware of her moving around in the chair a lot. Her breathing was getting shallower and rapid too. There was also a familiar scent in the normally antiseptic smelling room. It was the musky smell of pussy! It was obvious now that she must be playing with herself while she was jerking him off. He wished he could see her working her fingers in and out of her juicy cunt but.