He probably didn't carry them on his body, not here anyway.He flipped the wallet open, checking out a Virginia license and business card. "Jet Brooks....Consultant." There was an address in Arlington that Mike or Tim would run as soon as they got Abby someplace safe and this guy in custody."Jet," she whispered. It fit him somehow, despite his silver hair. Black clothes, black attitude, and probably black temper when he woke up.She watched as Tim cleared the tiny space. He came up to her and. By the middle of the song, two girls joined me; The first was dark skinned with a black dress on with not many curves, but heavy chested, with full lips. The second was Daisy. One was in front, the other was in the back. I was very surprised at this happening at the least, but I kept on doing my thing. However, as Daisy said to me that night in my ear on the middle of the dance floor... "Just dance. You're a great dancer."Prom eventually came and went, June came, and our end of the year Cap and. Then they striped me naked as the many tools of the mechanical arm spun above me hypnotically like a carousel. I saw one tool move closer then make a cut across my chest then two more peeled back my skin. I could feel everything I saw the blood fly around sending my heart throbbing and pounding as the other tools connected to the mechanical arm went to surgically remove different organs and move things around watching them move skillfully and quickly like a well trained pianist playing a tune. Her tiny bikini complemented her sexy frame in every way—her perfectly shaped ass, her long legs, her firm and perky breasts and her tiny waist. I couldn't believe that I was actually checking out my own sister, but I just couldn't resist.We had all been in the pool for most of the afternoon now. My sister had invited a few of her friends round too so it was a good day had by all. At around 6pm, one of my friends' parents came and picked up my mates. I waved them goodbye. My sister's friends'.