." I open her cage and hold her hand as she steps down. Her skin is so soft! She stands before me, everything drooping off her spine. "Stand up st...aight!" I order. She straightens up, but not nearly enough. Don't mothers teach their girls proper posture anymore? I walk around her, pushing and pulling until she's standing relatively straight. At least it's better than before.I bring her into the dungeon bedroom (Actually, it's more of a dungeon den, with couch, bar fridge, and. "Half will be fine for now, sweetheart," Jack whispered. He felt certain that he and Emily would be seeing each other again, and that there would be plenty of opportunities for the two of them to work on that other half in the future.Applying an ever so slight pressure against her resistance, Jack imagined the broad head of his manhood pressing firmly against Emily's cervix. When he then placed the palm of his right hand onto her warm, rounded tummy, he felt her youthful abdominal muscles flex. They sat, with him holding her, for over a minute, neither speaking. Jake was more at piece than he could remember ever being sitting with her in his arms. “This is nice. Can we stay like this all day?” she asked.“I’m sure someone would disturb us.” he said.“If you shot a hole in the door when they did, they might understand we don’t want to be disturbed.” she said.“That’s true. Should I get a pistol?” he asked.“No. I guess we won’t shoot the door. I’m not ready to move yet.”“Good. I don’t want. How is the weather in San Diego? I hear the beaches are quite beautiful and that you and Sunshine were stunning on them yesterday.’ ‘What do you want you creep?’ Ashira asked. ‘You.’ With that, he hung up the phone. Ashira sat there, receiver in hand, shaking as Sunshine walked into the office. ‘Shira?’ she asked, reaching out and touching Ashira’s shoulder. Ashira jumped and screamed. ‘Ashira, what’s wrong?’ Sunshine asked, taking the phone from her friend and hanging it up as Jake hurried.