You should have thought of this before you went out peeping this morning." Donna took a long drink from her water bottle, watching intently.Cynthia sp...t on my face one more time before standing up again. I could feel spit and piss sliding down my cheeks as I tried to wipe off my eyes. I don't think I had any grip on reality anymore, just the need to endure this torture until they would let me go.Watching as Donna held me down with her bare foot on my neck, Cynthia explained to her, "If you want. Her face was much like mom's despite the different hair color. "Like, umm, hi! I'm Emmie Shane, and I'm Moira's little sister," she said and smiled and waved at the camera. "When I heard about this, at first I was like umm... but then I was like, if it's just with mom, then it's like okay."The picture faded away and some artistic text appeared on the screen. It said just: "Emotions".Then another picture appeared, a bedroom awash in romantic lighting. Moody classical music was playing silently. "My Queen is sometimes ... unfathomable." Your Queen?" she sighed, her mind determined to remember the kiss forever."We'll talk about that after the mission. Can you get some time off to come back to the retreat with me?" he said, knowing that arguing with Diana about another woman was worse than useless."Well, Sir, I, uh ... Diana already thought of that. First thing I did when we got here was to check with my boss. I haven't taken any time off since I was recruited, so I have six weeks R and. "What's in the bag?" Stephanie's mom was calm and Tina thought of the time she and Stephanie were nearly caught smoking a joint in the backyard. The adrenaline rush was unsettling. "Hello, girls." Tina's mom appeared in the doorway with a shy-sounding greeting. She clutched a towel around her breasts. "What do you have in there?" Mrs. Lackes asked a second time and caught Tina's eyes and Stephanie's gaze. Tina's mom ran a hand over Mrs. Lacke's shoulder. "Why don't we talk about it? Come on.