Alia-1 was a blonde, blue-eyed white ch1ld, dressed in the traditional blue dress and white stay-up stockings. Alia-2 was heavily tanned – a golden ...eep brown all over, in bright yellow shorts and a cheesecloth shirt, unbuttoned to the waist. Mack knew she was still too young to have breasts, but couldn’t tear his eyes away from the open shirt front, whenever she leant forward. Alia-3 was black and almost naked – just a tiny white thong and a big grin.Alia-1 explained that Uncle Mack had to. And if there was no footing, she'd always land on her feet, like a cat. Her reflexes were impossibly fast; at anything beyond point-blank range, she could actually dodge bullets.To top it off, she was gorgeous. Worse, she was a habitual flirt. "I wanted to thank you for today. My hero!" The Italian accent was charming as always.I shrugged, dismissing it. "No big deal." A lunatic had been hiding behind a couch with a flamethrower, of all things. I had seen him pop up while she was busy folding. What does he think I'll do? Change my Facebook status to 'Hey guys! Proved they made blood sacrifices to Pachamama today LOL!!!1!1!'? Honestly Ems, I think I've learnt more about spiders here than anything else." And rain!" Emma chuckled.Heidi was as expressionless as ever, it felt like weeks since she'd had anything to smile about. Though there was some truth in her remark about spiders. From her first night in the camp the huge diversity of wildlife fed her always inquisitive nature. Their. Sam’s reserves of defiance almost exhausted he tried to project confidence, but was appalled to hear himself whimper, ‘I’ll call the police.’ Yet shuddered when her finger grazed the head of his cock. Sarah batted the notion away nonchalantly, ‘Pfft! We could make this scene look so bad for you, Sam. Within minutes you’d be the one answering charges.’ Her demeanour softened, ‘But Sam dear, I know you’d never do that. You want to be here. You’re desperate to stay and see what we’re going to do.