Even though Kelly was his centre of attraction we all got a basicgrounding in what could go wrong and what we could do, there was a basictool kit (I f...und out what a wrench was?) and he even said he would getus a pair of gloves each, but only after Kell broke a fingernail!He glanced at Shoni and my hands, but took far more time on Kelly's handto get the right size glove. (Jealousy is a terrible thing - but goodluck to Kelly she deserves a decent bloke)I drove the three of us plus old Al back to. .. m... mum!" I squeaked as one of her hands slid onto the front of my pyjama bottoms.And mistake number three was coming downstairs in only pyjama bottoms!Three little mistakes, but they were set to change my life for good!"Oh Gary, you have no idea how much I need that cock of yours." My mother hummed drunkenly.Before I could even open my mouth to respond my mother's hand was in through the slit of my pyjamas and closing around my cock!Now a cock is stupid, it sees or feels something it likes. He haggled with the vendor for the box and if authentic, he would inform the authorities and have the low life arrested for selling antiquities.After the evening meal, Ini-Herit retired to his study, examined his purchase and ran a finger over the image of an Ibis, a crocodile and then a flame.A spark flashed, burning his finger and an orange-red flame formed in front of his desk, growing to twice the height of a man.“I am Jinni, free to come and go, but am duty-bound to grant one wish to the. She rightly guessed that Gottman had no personal animosity towards his latest victim. Tharg was just another job to be done with thoroughness and skill.She remembered how she had once admired Tharg and desired to be ravished by him. And then the endless painful beatings had slowly sapped her admiration and replaced it with cold hatred. She exulted as she heard her tormentor being turned into a human vegetable, never again able to raise his mighty arms as he wielded the Slave Whip on the.