All he cared about was how intimidating they'd look, not how well they'd do in a fight.He should have at least learned to start diversifying his pool ...f minions, or providing them with information on how you've already gone through several dozens of similar meatheads.And true to form, the thugs on the floor were just like the others you've had to deal with. Any thoughts of an easy paycheck went out of the window at the first sign of anything more than mildly inconvenient pain, and a broken. When it was all said and done, Diane patted herself on the back that the plan was working. Jack’s friend would pick him up Saturday, and then the plan was in motion. Know she only had to find the right things to wear for Jack. She was as excited for the weekend as much for herself as the gift she was giving Jack.****For Jack, the end of the week was a little depressing because Diane would be gone to her aunts. Also gone was their chance to be alone and his chance to hit a home run with her. Of. They were down to... ah... thirty two bars when we caught up to them." Yeah," I agreed. "But if that's the case, where's the money they got for them?" Good point," said Lila."Ok, so what's number two?" asked Candy."That we have recovered all the gold, and the bank is running some kind of insurance fraud," I said."Yes!" Candy snapped. "I've never did trust that Bank." Well, if that's so, why were there two extra bars?" asked Lila."Yes," I agreed. "So, that just leaves just one other scenario.". But even in my fear, I could feel the clips biting hard into my nipples and clitoris. My teats were fast becoming numb as the flow of blood was halted but my tormented clit was still sending pulses of pure pain through my hips and upper thighs. James’ thrusts were growing faster and deeper, his hands firmly on my head. His smooth end began to hit the back of my throat with each powerful stroke. I coughed, gagging a little.“It’s okay,” he hissed as he thrust. “Let it happen; you’ll soon get used.