They are well armed with rifles and shotguns. I think they have sporterized AKs, as they sounded like it. They all have 45 automatics for sidearms. As...you can see, they can and will shoot. Some of them may have had military training, as they were good at hiding and keeping out of the line of fire. We terminated three of them, as there was an even dozen when we went after them. I think you need to locate them again, and assign sharpshooters around them to pick targets and when you decide to go. I knew there had to be something better, and it looks like I found it!”“I think maybe you have. Let’s shower and hit the bed.”They both stripped and took turns getting squeaky clean. They also mentally checked each other out. They were very close in size: around 34-C boobs, about 5', 5" tall and probably around 115 pounds. Layla had long blond hair and Delilah had long brown highlighted hair.Once the lights were out and they were both in bed, Delilah reached over and gently caressed Layla’s. "Look, if you like it, I'll do you whenever you like. You live in Connecticut, right? I'll come over to your house or you can meet me wherever you want. I'll do your friends, too. Male and female. Anytime, anywhere. Just please let me eat you." I paused for only a few more seconds. What choice did I really have? The poor slave was so desperate. I was acutely aware that a threshold was about to be crossed. I was even more aware that I didn't give a shit. I spread my legs slowly. That was when. The art gallery always closed at 5:00pm sharp on weekend afternoons. Lisa was well aware what her boss would want her to do during the final hour of her shift. And none of it, she knew, was work-related.Lisa remembered the instructions that Mr. Collins gave her, too. She was to come to work from now on with a "playful and naughty" look about her. Translated, Lisa knew, she was supposed to dress like a slut. She wondered how long it would take before her old boss put his hands on her again.