Plenty of war criminals gotoff with the full authority and knowlege of your goverment, so swing thatpendulum of blame away from me and back towards yo...," I told her as Ibegan to worry. why was she here, was it to kill me, or something else."It makes no differnence, I managed to get away with the headbands. Imgoing to swap with you, and send you on the run, as payment for whatyouve done to us, to me," she stated as she reached into her bag and tookout two familiar looking headbands."Put it on,. On weekends I work in the local café, serving coffee, washing dishes and helping the manager with paperwork. Today’s Sunday and the manager Tony had to leave early so I was closing and finishing some paper work he asked me to do, as I was walking home it had started to get dark and I turned down a dark alley which would cut 5 minutes off my journey, as I did a large man in a cloak appeared in front of me blocking the path. I started to leave but I felt frozen in place.“Hello young one” snarled. He didn't seem to want to stop at all, and after having turned her breasts a deep red, and he had striped her thighs and belly, she could take no more, and tried to turn and protect herself from the strokes. He followed her, and landed the strokes where ever he could reach. Striking her legs, her bottom, her back and even arms. When he had backed her up unto the sofa, he finally stopped. She was in a ball, weeping and pleading inaudibly. ?Open your legs? he commanded. And when she only slowly. And she noticed. She practically poured her breasts out of her blouse and into his face when she leaned across the table to take his plate.His eyes were glued to her as she walked into the kitchen, and bent over to put the dishes away. He didn’t so much as blink. I thought I would explode! I wanted to jump under the table, and suck his cock. I wanted to tear Melissa’s blouse down, and spill her tits out in front of Richard. I wanted to shove him towards her, and see his strong hands tear her.