She was going to be nurse. That’s as far as Zayaan got. Now, I was actually at the platform with my family and my friend. So here is what I dealt wi...h; first of all this chap: Muhammed Masood. He had a gun. And this lovely fellow: Farook Suleiman. He had a machete. And between them they killed a Mr. Victor Wilson, a bachelor, Mrs. Leslie Dubonnet, four months pregnant, an Icelandic gentleman who had a fifteen year old son and Elizabeth Pandit, a mother of four. And a wife, I might add. So. "But the offer is there if you ever feel like taking us up on it." I almost wished that Natalie was a Seer, just so I could listen to the conversation, but I was almost afraid to. Hearing just this side of it was bad enough.I considered what she'd just told Chalise and wondered what she was trying to say. Was Natalie honestly offering to fool around with her? Was she possibly intimidated by the other women and was thinking another newbie would be easier to approach, or was she merely teasing. She reached a trembling hand to his pants.He smiled an evil smile. "Ah chica that's more like it, you will be begging for Pedro's big deek I promise."She undid his pants and let them drop down his skinny legs, he already had a hard on. If she hadn't been so scared she would have laughed. Pedro's big deek was about five inches long and slender, Dan's middle finger was almost that big. She could tell he was uncircumcised but since it was hard the foreskin was pulled back from the head.She took. "Why don't you try this one on, Lisa?" I heard Carrie say from behind me."Is it a two?" Lisa asked, but Carrie didn't answer."Oh my God," she squealed. "Bethany! You're wearing a slip!"I sighed. Was a full slip really all that unusual in this day and age?"Hold still," Joanne told me, as I felt the tape going across mybackside.I was trying to get a good look at the dress that Lisa was taking fromCarrie. It was yellow, and not a pastel yellow, but more of a paleyellow. I wasn't so sure I.