My reaction was evident as the pole in her grip reacted to her touch. The possibility of viewing my significant other with my best friend Eddie was so...ething we had discussed before. However, it was just a dream we both shared. The previous evening it had progressed toward becoming a reality.“On the off chance that you want me to proceed, describe what you talked about with Eddie. Then give me a blow by blow description of what happened last night," she giggled. All this she said while stroking. Not like Lance.He also seemed to be a very smart guy, the kind of intellectual who could be on her level. Most people bored her, and they weren’t interested in the world around them. George seemed to be over focused on every little detail. He had been going on and on about something called Budd and shot welding, and how old this car was. He seemed to have a depth of knowledge bordering on the obsessive.He had to be much nicer than her uncle, that asshole- how could he not be? But how could she. Bill said that it was likely that, by now, we had all of the people of Albany who were going to join. If that were true, and I had no reason to doubt him, then we had better concentrate our training efforts on the people we had and not worry about gathering more.Naomi and her scouts took the new people to the depository to pick up their weapons. When they returned, I asked Naomi to find the needed squad leaders from our “blooded veterans.” I asked Jim, one of the current squad leaders, to. They snapped a few more humiliating pictures as I stood quietly watching. I never thought to be as excessive as they were, even during my initial reaction to the inciting event.They removed the burlap sack from her head, which revealed a bloody nose, a slowly blackening left eye, and a look of utter terror that I had never seen the poor anal slut have during even the harshest of my punishments. The ebony slave then began to force feed the anal slut pieces of her destroyed wardrobe, while the.