"Sergeant Davis." Hey Pete. How's it hanging?" "Call me back at my cell number in about 5 minutes," he said in a casual voice.I shut off the phone. If...he wanted me to call his cell phone, he didn't want the call going through the switchboard and being recorded. This could NOT be good news for me.Damian was handing the girl a glass of tea, having coaxed her up from the floorboards and the seat.He came around and handed me a glass."What's the news man?"I took a big swallow of the tea. "Pete wants. So they picked the next class that way.“Then Kris had another of her oh-so-bright ideas. She decided that they should produce a film using the students in the class. She even went to USC and, for five percent of the net, they got the use of the university’s facilities and equipment.” Vangie shook her head in disgust. “Of course, to your sister, it was such a little thing, she didn’t even think to mention it to Ali or anyone else at the studio. It was just a little spare-time venture.“But she. They didn't seem at all concerned about the dragon. They just continued marching onwards, their faces grim.The dragon let out a tremendous roar. The men stopped their march, one of them shouting orders. I glanced back up to the dragon. He was holding his place above the men, looking at something in the sky that was in the direction the men were marching to. I followed the dragon's gaze. It was another dragon! It was flying right at the silver dragon. The new dragon had skin of deep blue. The. His blue eyes met mine and he smiled wickedly. He knew what he was doing to me. I glanced down at his cock, now fully hard, the tip glistening with drops of pre-cum I wished I could lick. Obviously I was doing something to him too. Down the feather slid, down my ribs and stomach, stopping to twirl it in my belly button yet again. With one hand, Dave spread my legs further apart by methodically pushing each thigh back as far as the restraints would allow. My mind raced frantically; touch it,.