The middle portion bulged out to about the width of a fat carrot before tapering down to a narrow neck. A flared base finished the shape. Beast leane... close to her ear, and said, “My dear beauty, I’m going to slide this here root deep into your ass. Do NOT push it out! Then, I plan on spanking those white ass cheeks until they are glowing red. You this…the more you dance around and the tighter you clenched your ass, you will be squeezing more and more juice from the ginger root. You know what. .. Kin ya shoot a man ifen ya need ta?" I think so. NO! I know I kin, ifen it's important ta ya. I know I kin back ya up ifen ya need me. Please let me he'p." OK, we'll both go soon's I reload. I want ta be sure I've got every shot I kin git in a situation like this." Andy reloaded the cylinders that he had used and was ready. They rode slowly toward the toll station and nobody could be seen around it. There were two bodies on the ground, and two horses were casually grazing nearby. Andy leaned. Saying their hellos in vaguely foreign accents that suggest they started life elsewhere, but have grown up around here.Then we cut to a close up of the first girl – she’s pretty, with strong cheekbones, and a triangular jaw. There’s a scar running down the side of her forehead toward her big brown eyes (but it’s only visible when she turns her head toward our host). She introduces herself, “I’m Hajar Tajali ... I’m 22, and I’m from Woking, in Surrey...”Then cut to the second girl, slightly. I just closed my eyes and went back to sleep.Max was already up and in the kitchen when I came down Sunday morning. She didn't speak but she made me tea and put it in front of me."I'm going to Mum's this afternoon: I'm not cooking if you're not going to eat it. You can either go with me or make your own arrangements, again." There was heavy emphasis on the last word.I took my usual stroll down to the newsagents for the Sunday paper, George, the owner, wasn't in the shop and his part-time help.