Her legs were held open by the bar, about two feet apart."And the length of the bar is adjustable!" He fiddled with the bar and she found her legs bei...g forced even further apart, until he locked it in place again.He stood back and looked down at her. "How does that feel, does that turn you on, you submissive little slut? Are you soaking wet at the thought of what I’m going to do with you, with your legs locked wide open and your wrists tied to the top of the bed? You look so fucking hot like. He was more than willing to risk the destruction of Paris in order to set the stage for his eventual takeover of the French government and shamelessly used the blood of fallen allied soldiers to take a prominent place in the three days of parades and celebrations that followed the surrender of the city.Now, Eisenhower was required to send large shipments of food and other logistical material to Paris to show his support for the French populace.In an interesting sidelight of the celebrations for. He was also dead.I asked if we should hide the bodies. They both said not to bother. The scavengers of the jungle would have the bodies stripped in a short time. Then Daggo raised his head and sniffed. He said there was fire smoke in the air. We walked to the edge of the jungle and could see the glow of a fire in the distance as it was now getting dark. I looked at them without saying a word. They both nodded, yes.I left the backpack hanging from a tree at the edge of the jungle where I would. That evening, the fourth day of Christmas, he was in the midst of "Sir Gawain and the Green Knight," a particularly atrocious article, in Leona's eyes. She waited until the part when the Green Knight challenged Gawain to a contest (even though Gawain knew the knight was immortal and could never be killed) and then spoke up. “And did he accept?” she broke in. Rupin’s eyes flicked up from the book."Yes," he said.Leona snorted. "Idiot. It would have been smarter of him not to show." But that would.