He really didn't want to hurt her, only use her.Then he saw it.Set in the back corner of the armoire was an item sort of shaped like a spear gun. The ...rip and body of the gun was made of black plastic and had a red numbered knob as well as a trigger. The long 'barrel' was made of a polished blue metal with a pair of chrome 'fangs' spread about two inches and pointed slightly toward each other. When Jeff pulled the trigger, there was a crackling electric noise and a sharp snap.Jeff realized it. "Oh god look at the time Ibetter get off home! Thanks for a lovely evening Abby, its been reallynice to spend an evening with someone who's not trying get in myknickers so they can brag about shagging the local sex change freak." You're no a freak!" Course I am!" She laughed. "You just don't see it because you're onetoo!"As I had washed and dried her uniform I suggested that rather than riskgetting it wet, she might as well as go home in my things."I'll be home from late afternoon just drop. She looked so innocent. Her pale skin, her long blonde hair pulled into a ponytail, and the greatest little body I have ever seen. I was starting to get hard watching her. Put your tongue back into you mouth, we need to get going. Dad just patted me on the back. Bri looked back at me and smiled. She glanced at my crotch as she climbed into my truck. My god her dress made her look tastey. It was very short, and it was a very low v cut in the front. Her tits were so small she didn't need a bra. " Give it to me," Grace repeated sharply, causing Sierra to flinch."Now!" she demanded even more forcefully.Sierra sobbed and handed over the key, her mind filled with conflicting emotions: shock at Grace's anger, her betrayal of Mason, and fear of incarceration.Heading out of the kitchen and across the lounge, Grace tried her best not to draw attention to herself. Mason sat at the bar with three of his men, laughing and joking. What little respect she'd ever had for him evaporated the instant.