The woman’s arrow soon has the mastiff pinned to the ground and going nowhere while Mack’s arrow passes through the pack to cause more yelping. He...fires three more arrows at the pack. With his second last arrow he sights on the biggest unharmed dog, it looks to be a Great Dane or similar. He looses the arrow. The dog jerks when the arrow goes through it. The dog drops to the ground.Mack is drawing his last arrow when what’s left of the pack turns to go back into the trees they came from. The. "Why aren't you going too?" Chuck asked, then paused to stare at me. "Oh,I see..." What is it?" the sexy woman asked as she came over to look at me with acurious expression."His turn," Peter told her. "It made him incapable of making... or atleast acting on any decision." Ah," the woman nodded with a look of understanding. "That's harsh." The Game is almost always harsh," Peter agreed. "But it is necessary toget the prize." Then he turned to me. "Dylan... go straight home.Tomorrow you will. Here we go, I thought fearfully, thinking I had overdone the gag, but to my amazement, the caveman act had gone. Instead, he gently peeled down the waistband of the French knickers and studied the label.He burst into enthusiastic joy and rolled me over yet again to come face to face with his beaming smile."These panties, where did you get them?" Before I could answer, he was down on me, kissing away. Not kissing what was underneath but kissing the French knickers with tears in his eyes."May I?". Yes, there was one. Tyrell Bradford, in the second row. His lust was incredible. She instructed him to meet her in her office after class. It was time, finally. She had much more to accomplish, and the horny black kid would be very effective. She found his kind to be especially shocking and exotic."So, Professor Lily, what's this special project you need my help with?" He seemed much cockier now, as though he knew that he had scored. How right he was.Professor Lily responded with a practiced.