"Oh, is that what I am, an angel?" Yeah," the dark-haired, somewhat exotic looking one answered. "Just when we go on break and are starving, here you ...re. So you must be a Christmas angel, right?" Nobody has ever called me that before, but..." Actually," the blond added, having swallowed her first bite, "you do look a little more like a devil than an angel." And we really like devils," the brunette added."So, do you girls have names?" I'm Candy," the blond answered first."And I'm Sandy." Sure. I let out a moan as I pinched and pulled, feeling a tingling sensation radiating from my pussy. Without question, I was on the verge of having to let go and masturbate but took control of my senses just in time and continued to lather up the rest of my body. With soapsuds trickling down my body and legs, I took hold of my razor and began shaving. Though I kept myself smooth, I shaved my pubic area every day, so started there before going down each leg. It didn’t take long for me to shave and. She hung up before I had a chance to say anything else. I tried to get on with my life, but all I wanted was Mistress Susan to call me back. A week went by, and no phone call. I was starting to lose hope when Mistress Susan called me at home.?I’ve decided to accept you as my slave. Come over this Saturday at 10 am to prepare the back yard. I have a self-propelled lawn mower, but you’ll need to buy the rest of the equipment for your torment.??Thank you Mistress Susan.?She gave me her address and. "If we lose all the AT teams there won't be anyone to keep their numbers down when they move in," Drogan said."Can you fuckin' blame them?" Hicks asked."You're looking at it the wrong way," Walker said. "Most of the AT teams are staying." Huh?" asked Drogan."They got the shit kicked out of them in the last battle and took heavy losses. They're fighting in an army that allows you to leave without consequences at any time. And yet, despite all that, only a couple hundred are choosing to call it a.