Both girls had a lot Tomboy in them. The flimsy green dress she’d worn today was obviously a ‘going out’ number. To my way of thinking, Lynn was...pretty all the time. I’d seen her, and Beth for that matter, come back from softball covered with dirt and sweat, yet still look cute as hell. I’d seen them at breakfast on weekends, or doing chores, or riding, or whatever, they were always easy on the eyes. Today, with red lips, a touch of eye shadow that matched their dresses, and a hint of color on. Harlen's knife was slowly cutting through the thick cloth tying his wrists. His range of motion was extremely limited, and he did not have much strength to cut with as he was holding the knife at a very unfavorable angle.The orc tossed back his head and howled like a wolf, growling at the ceiling, and showering Hyandai in a downpour of spit and bile.The cloth binding his wrists finally separated, and his hands were free. Harlen inched his hand toward Hyandai's bow, and the arrows scattered on. I approached only to realize there was no driver inside. I turned abruptly and felt a wave of hot liquid splashing over my chest and pouring over my body. It was some one's coffee and the last straw for me. “Fucking asshole! Don’t you look where you’re-”, I scorned looking up to the man, but ended up swallowing my own words. I was greeted by the dark intense gaze and the indulgent warm smile of the cab driver. He was holding a half full coffee cup and his shirt was also stained with the hot. "You know what to do."I crawl to her feet, prostrate myself before her in supplication. "Thankyou Mistress for allowing this miserable sissy the honor of worshipingyou, my goddess." Once more with feeling."I really grovel. Tears run down my cheeks. "Thank you, thank you." I guess it will have to do. I think a good ass fucking would be inorder, but you would probably climax and that's a big no no right now."She pulls up her panties and her pants, and then uses her crop to arrangeme on my.