“No, I don’t, I’m sorry” she said looking glum, “But I could sit on your lap though” she suggested which under the circumstances as not a ...ad idea so with my knees together she straddled on to me and straight away I could feel my erection sit right between her arse cheek and although I smiled she couldn’t see that, “are you comfy?” I asked as she wiggled slightly, “yes I am now Frank” she replied and it was obvious that she could feel the hard rod she was sitting on.I lent across to the tower. Something like a little strip poker would surely stimulate their minds.Matt, hoping to view Annette's ripe young body, readily agreed. He could hardly bring himself to think that maybe he would be doing something more than just viewing. It was just too much to hope for. Surprisingly to Tom and Matt, Annette agreed."You boys will find yourselves down to your shorts in no time."The boys didn't care who won or lost. They would be just as happy to display their pricks to Annette as to view her tits. They ordered me to serve them in the living room and I did. Igave them each two sandwiches and, at their request, a couple ofbeers. Lynne came out, looking as good as new. I asked if I couldgive her a sandwich and Rob said, "Sure, we want our littledarling to keep her strength up."I brought her out a sandwich and a beer and she nibbled at it. Ialso brought one out for me, but I took one bite and put it down.I was just too upset to eat. I did, however, gulp down the beer.As he ate slowly, Rob. She stares into the large room at the only recent victim to be admitted to the place in the last thirty days. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. But the question on Buffy's mind isn't who the victim is, or who it was that dug the knife into the victim's stomach. It's a much more important question that needs answering. “You know...” Buffy turns her head to see Xander standing next to her suddenly. “Maybe it's different here in Scotland, but I'm fairly.