She pushed on it, but it didn't budge. The lines are thin, which means the lid is probably fitted tightly to the box. If the beacon was inside before ...t was brought out here, some of the moisture in the air might well have frozen in the crack.She reached for her toolbelt and brought out a tiny pry bar. Sliding the thin point into the crack that outlined the lid, she managed to pry it open. Sure enough, there were the remains of ice crystals that puffed into space. Inside the cube, there were a. "What the hell was that?" I asked myself.I had no idea, but then I heard it once again. It seemed to be coming from the third floor. I couldn't help myself, but to investigate. I slowly went up the stairs, and then I began to hear some voices."Cut it out, you know tickling me isn't fair," A female voice said.Was it just someone hanging out up there? Well, I had to see. I went over to the door and put my head up against it."You know, it's just mean when you use my weakness against me," The. “There you are,” said Kane. “Every shimmering inch of you.” With her head cast down, her hair hung over her face. She didn’t bother pushing it away. She looked pale and bluish in the light bleeding in from the alley. Even her shape seemed different somehow. Supple, rounded and firm, as always, but as if the harder edges were gone. She was one woman with two bodies. Somehow her breasts seemed to quiver without moving. Images of strange hands cupping and squeezing them came to Kane’s mind and. She just liked to do things as they came along rather than plan how to fuck, but she listened and went along with him.In bed she played with his cock, self-satisfaction registering on her face when it grew to a gigantic size. If, she thought, he could use his cock as well as it looked, it would be a good night. She lowered her head to it."No," he said, reaching under her arms and pulling her upward until her tits were dangling just above his chest. "Run your jugs around my chest a little. Yeah,.