I sit up on bended knees, my ass pressing against my calves, letting my hands explore my heated flesh. The gentle slope of my shoulders. The long, lea... muscles of my arms. The devilishly ticklish skin stretched taught over my ribs. The roundness of my breasts. The way my tummy sinks in as my hands glide over it. MMMMMMA heavy wanton breath shatters the silence as my fingers graze my cleft. I lean back, spreading my knees farther apart, my hands groping and squeezing the pliant flesh of my inner. Its blue glow enveloped thebarrel and in an instant I saw a patchwork of destruction as the face infront of me disintegrated. I kept on firing, pulling the trigger andcreating a firestorm of thunder and lighting right inside the shed. Againand again I fired and the flame licked at the eyes that were being smashed into tiny, ugly, pieces, Finally there was nothing. Empty clicks told me the gun was empty. Theface was gone. Only a gaping whole remained in the far wall where I hademptied the gun. I. She was pushed up a ramp to the main doors of the mansion. To the right of the doors was a plaque which said“Scholfield Anesthesia Research Institute”. When Penny saw the sign she felt as if she had stepped into a dreamworld of horror. In her mind she tried to rationlise that this could not be happening, but her senses told that it in fact it was.Penny was wheeled through the large doors to a reception desk behind which a nurse was stationed. One of the men announced that Penny Michaels was. Nick went to the door, and welcomed them. He brought them into theliving room where we were standing. They were dressed in a long shirt kindof dress, which showed off nothing of their bodies. He started tointroduce us, but the lady stopped him. She said that I would be known asthe "old guy" and James would be known as the "tall boy" and Nick would bethe "short boy.' Her niece would be known as Mistress and she would beknown as "Auntie." Now old guy strip off those clothes, and show us what.