" "NO! I just got you back damn it! I refuse to let him kill you! You did an extremely brave thing coming after me!" Suddenly Lucie's face screwed up...in determination. "You let me talk to him! I'll set him straight in a heartbeat!" Hartwell was smiling he remembered just how fierce his sister could be. The commander didn't stand a chance, no he thought, this was his crime even if it was for his family. "No, I can't allow it. I will take my punishment." Hartwell held up his hand as Lucie. " She said to herself as she stared at the screen and unbuckled his pants. The men standing along the wall came closer. Bailey's hands started to shake as she forced herself to lower the zipper. The men were all watching; she knew it. He wanted them to be watched by strangers.Like a zombie, Bailey moved her hand down the front of his briefs. She refused to fondle him; just left her cold hand on top of his penis. Joe reached up to her bolero. He tugged one side away from her, leaving her right. ‘Did it work, or not?’ ‘Hang on a sec…’ Lenny said, he closed his eyes in concentration, and with an eye-twisting flash of light he vanished. He returned about three seconds later, bare-chested and deeply tanned, he wore billowing pants that may have been fashioned from some sort of hemp-like material, there was an impressively-sized curved blade tucked into his waistband, and his face bore a slightly bemused expression. ‘Well, three weeks in Sheba is about three weeks too long,’ he said.. Greg shuddered as he lifted the nightshirt over his head and let it drop to the floor. He was now standing in the middle of Holly Johnson's room wearing nothing but a pair of oversized black panties. He didn't want to do it, but he pulled down the panties and slid them down his legs. Greg almost began to cry again when he saw his brand new equipment. After taking a quick shower, Greg began to get dressed. He put on a pair of light blue panties and a matching bra. After that, he went into the.