"You all will be enjoying the hospitality of my family, courtesy of the CIA."I detected more than a little pride in her statement."Just think of it as...going on holiday," Anna said with a smile. "I'm sorry, I've been in Europe too much lately. I meant vacation. I'll explain more about where, after we're in the air. Right now, everybody needs to grab a bag with toiletries, any medicines, and a couple of changes of clothes. Pack light. The dress is VERY casual, warm weather. You might need a. " "What happened to the soldiers who escorted him?" I asked. Nowtrue terror showed in the old mans eyes; he hesitated, thinking before he spoke. "Theyran off, … fled, when they failed to protect…" I never lethim finish his lie. With a nod from me the bloody sword swung downward cleavinginto the wife's skull like a ripe melon. Her laments ended as her lifelessbody flopped down next to her son. "Where are they?" I asked angrilyas his daughter was dragged forward. He stared at his dead wife in. Jerked sideways she felt her neck click and jammed her foot backwards as she cleared the gate.A muttered curse told her she'd hit him, but it wasn't hard enough to get him to let go, striking him low on the shin as she stumbled under his pull. He let go of her mouth, but as she tried to scream she was spun around and his fist punched into her stomach."Stupid chinky bitch. You couldn't just let it go, could you?" he hissed. He grabbed her hair and dragged her across the concrete path. She. Enjoying it. Giving signs that she likes it rough. “I like my little tits. Some of the girls have big boozies, bouncing around when they’re trying to play, looks exhausting, I’m happy I don’t have to carry any extra baggage around ... It’s only the nipples that matter anyway, that’s the fun bit.”There’s a brief pause whilst she stands there in her panties and a half smile, pinching her nipples a little. Waiting.Then we hear footsteps and the sound of paw on concrete and the chunky shape of Gay.