"Fine. One moment." I turned to Siobhan. "Pick out two of your people. I want to send them to my studio to pack up the costumes." Back to Gerald, "I a... asking Siobhan to choose two of her grad students. With two of your people and Christine, that ought to be enough. Go ahead and pack up the lockers while you are at it. We need that area rendered harmless, or close to it. Clear?"Phone: Two of mine, two of Miss Jo's and Christine. Empty the lockers and the wardrobe. Return contents to base,. But still he didn't trust her fully, cause she had been a great thread on the road, where she had been fighting desperatley and in an unfamiliar style, swinging that deadly whip, which seemed to be made of the spine of some unknown creature or stuff. Yet her warm body and her hoarse moans made him want to keep her as toy. And he asked the voice, "Well your poison knocked her out. Can we keep her in that state of useful numbness?" Yes, we could...but why would we want it. She's got nothing to. And look up. For standing before me, as if he had always been there, was a man.Tall and robed in blood red, the man’s face was concealed by a hood – his hands, though, made it quite clear that there was no reason to look beneath the hood. In the dim light cast down the shaft of this stone elevator, I could see that his hands were naught but shadows. Rippling, crackling bundles of dark energy, coalesced into the forms of humanoid fingers – but not nearly as comforting as that might sound. For. In any case, I was so far gone by now that there was no question that Eva would get my balls working with the help of our sweet hostess Regine.Speaking of which, a final tongue swipe across my ball sack and the base of my cock by “the Queen,” as Adrien liked to call her, did the job. I spurted out one rope after another of my seed inside Eva, making the lady climax at last. She sighed as she felt my spunk fill her up. As I pulled out of Eva, I saw Regine slip a vial into a glass of wine and.