Justine, Darla and Shawna were clad in some of the most decadent lingerie, a riding crop was in Darla’s hand. She was running it up and down Justine...��s silk-clad legs. Darla and Shawna were stunning brunettes, rumored to be both lovers and roommates. Another rumor was that they were cousins. Tori wanted to play with both of them, but tonight was Justine’s lucky night. The sexy redhead was the object of their affections. Darla was in lacy, black bra and panties, her legs clad in seamed silk. “Wow, she is pretty psycho, huh?” I asked in the darkness.“She went through my phone, and asked me about every single girl’s number that was in it. She then ordered me, ORDERED me, to erase all of them, especially yours. That was the last straw. After that fight, I knew I couldn’t be with her anymore.”“She was trying to control you. What a possessive bitch.”“I’m sorry if I’ve seemed distant since we became friends again. It was all Lauren’s doing. I didn’t realize that she was trying to isolate. "From what I hear he is a bit of a bastard, and it's a wonder Heather has stopped with him this long. Don't ever trust him as far as you can throw him."A week later after arriving on the Ferry he reported to the Rail Transport Office in Birkenhead and he was given a staff car and driver to take him to the dockyard. He asked the driver to take his cases to HMS Summer Rose. "He thought as a matter of courtesy he should report straight away to the Flotilla leader as soon as possible on HMS Tulip". My new armour, of which there were two complete sets, was incredible. Made of supple, flexible leather of some sort, there were chest pieces, elaborate shoulders made up of overlapping plates that didn't impair my movement at all, boots that hugged my feet and calves like a second skin, leggings with the crotch cut out, and a skirt-type thing of overlapping plates to cover the crotch. There were even helmets, cut close so as not to feel clunky, and with a convenient nook at the back for my.