Almost hypnotic in the way it wove its way into her mind giving her a set of very specific instructions to follow, the instructions she found herself ...oing at this exact moment without really even thinking about it.Shaking her head a bit she half giggled as she gathered several small sets of keys, a few non-descriptive (yet carefully labeled) padlock keys and two smaller handcuff keys as well as a roll of silver duct tape, purchased that morning for this specific activity. Intaking her breath. The more confusion that we could sow, the less likely was the chance that they could predict our next target and ambush us.The first good weather day, we took off for a bombing run. As usual, Joe was the pilot for Sam as the bombardier. We pushed toward our first target as fast as we safely could, but we dropped to low and slow when we got close to it. Bill and I pushed ahead to look over the target to try to spot the chance of aliens being there waiting to ambush us.We could not find any sign. Three left... Who should I edit? James's girlfriends. They could have their own abilities. Or what about Sam's three friends. The ones who were sleeping downstairs in the living room. While we had our fun upstairs, they were enjoying all the created girls in the house, a naughty lesbian orgy. They were all pregnant with my children and...They were all pregnant with my children. Shouldn't I take care of them? What if I made them not my wife but... my concubines. Like King Solomon. He had wives. .aur mummy ko kya poore muhal-le ko e-kat-tha karne mein time nahin lagegaa” yeh keh ke mai uske badan ke ke bahut kareeb aa gayaa “dekho, mujhe tumhari sabse acchi cheez tumhari kamar lagti hai…….vaise toh tum poori tarah chikni ho..lekin tumhari kamar kuch jyaada hi chikni hai” “ek kaam karne wali tumhe chikni lagti hai” “haan….mujhe apni kamar choomne do toh shayad mai tumhari chori ki baat bhool jaoon” “kya..meri kamar choomna chahte ho….thik hai lekin phir 100 rupey wali baat kissi se.