She ignored my protestations. I also noticed that Kim hadmanaged to pin Cynthia's arm behind her back as well."Let's take these panty thieves back to...our apartment!" Lisa said. Andthey marched us off back through the hall, past our apartment, and intotheir apartment. Things were happening too quickly, and there wasnothing I could do about it. Lisa was pinning my arm painfully to myback. Embarrassingly I was not making a very manly showing to Cynthiathat I could be a good protector as her. My index finger slides down one side of her labia, back up the other and rests lightly on the tiny head of her clit, poking out, hot-pink at the top of her oozing sex. I press forward, grinding it slightly between my finger and the pubic bone inside her. With one fingertip, I cause her entire body -- every muscle -- to clench. If I rub just a little she will cum uncontrollably, and I will have lost this fight, for if she loses control, she cannot give it to me.I kneel, bringing my mouth to her. ’ ‘Good. Now do you have any questions?’ Joanie said, ‘Yes. I have two questions. First, what should we bring with us and second, how should we get there?’ ‘Good questions and I should have mentioned those earlier. Honestly, we recommend that you only wear comfortable travel clothes and only bring your basic toiletries and personal items. We have found that most people don’t have the right clothes for our work or climate. Therefore, one of the things we will be doing in the first couple of. "What colors do you see?" she asked, then to my mom — Does he know his colors?" Oh very well, yes!" mom answered proudly. "He's a smart boy!"I smiled at that, knowing it was good to be a smart boy."What colors do you see boy?" the old woman asked again."Purple an' red."The old woman looked past me at my parents then, sitting up straight. "Has he been tested?" No your grace," mom answered. "The likes of us weren't allowed through the gates to the upper city." There should be yearly patrols that.