But it had to be controlled by the right party. And right now, it wasn’t. Frank Jackman, the new CEO of BT Chemicals, had invented this serum with h...s wife, who was now a dumb bimbo. A man like that, who would turn his own wife into one of these airheads as well as a random woman who worked at a supermarket, could not be trusted.He would abuse it. Make women slaves to pigs like Natasha’s husband.Magnolia Savage, CEO of Femme Allure, a makeup company, had brought to my attention the bimbo. Proceed." Do you know what happens when a plastic explosive is detonated while inclose proximity to an unreasonable amount of a synthetic,nonradioactive, highly-concentrated, plutonium substitute?" ..." Well, I do, of course. But now I get to see what happens when it goesoff in a big-ass vacuum," Edward stated, just before squeezing theremote detonator in his hand.-----"Ahhh..." Carroll sighed with satisfaction as she sat down the cup thatwas full of a very creamy coffee brew just moments ago.. Wasting no time, I dropped the towel from my waist, crawled onto the bed between her legs, and sunk my stiffness into her depths. She gasped at the fullness; a look of wantonness crossing her face as she immediately began rocking her pelvis in time to my thrusts, using her legs to add force. My dick was in heaven. Emily kept flexing her vaginal muscles, like a hand in a hot velvet glove, coaxing my shaft to give up the load in my balls. And every impact against her clit was transmitted to her. "She... she tried to! But she missed! And that's all I know, man! I just ran away." You didn't call the police, after she fired two shots at you?" asked Bobby gently, as if talking to a wayward child."N- no. I just wanted to get away from her."Bobby reached behind his back, and produced Julie's revolver. "Did her pistol look anything like this?" he asked conversationally.'Oh, fuck!' thought Van."I don't know! I didn't get a look at it when she was shooting me!" he said desperately."Oh it's hers.