..this is going to be nice!” Susan shivered. I slid my fingers up towards their pussies and was gratified to feel both of them sopping wet already.... I noticed, rather sweetly, that they were holding hands and I began to rub my fingers along the pussy lips. Both girls had their eyes closed and I grinned down at them as I slid my fingers up and down the lips, twirling them through the soft hair and sliding them in and out.Susan started to moan quite quickly, and I brought my thumb up to press. It was a sick duty to assist in these wretches’ torments, and the Huntsman was pleased that at least it wasn’t his duty today. It had been in the past, to flay the skin from men’s backs and ravish the women to punish them for their crimes against the Queen, regardless of how slight they may be. In his time he had made many men bleed and not too few women, albeit in different ways. He didn’t relish his duty as jailor, and cried inside as much as they screamed without, and thank goodness his duty. You know, you can goback to that crappy little apartment of yours and not move in here."Her eyes flashed anger. It was the same look a disappointed and angrymother gives her child when she is being ungrateful. I looked down at thefloor. "I'm sorry Danielle. You're right. I appreciate all your help andwhat you're doing for me."I felt ashamed of my attitude. Here Danielle was trying to be sweet to meand do something nice for me, and I was acting like a spoiled child. Ikept looking down at the. Her secret place was just opposite her apartment, and she had to pass through the airlock to get there. She knew how to overrule the security and bypass the alarm at the airlock. The last time she had been there she had stayed for about an hour before her headache became impossible to ignore. It was a small room with a small desk next to the window frame which was only covered with foil. There was nothing to be gained from bringing a canister of oxygen because the seals of the window frame had.