She had a pale, white, milky complexation and curves in all the right places. However, her best features by far were her legs. She had long slender le...s with jaw-dropping carves and toned thighs. Her feet were always pedicured and just beautiful, with high arches and red nail polish. The first time I saw her she was wearing a flowery summer dress and sandals. I was rock hard I'm surprised I didn’t cum.After a couple months in therapy and talking about the basic things, the topic of fetishes. You have my word. It’s just you and me from now on.’ Amy stared at him not knowing what to say. Why was he so calm? Why was she? Shouldn’t they be shouting profanities at each other? Then it dawned on her: she wasn’t angry. ‘Okay,’ she answered. Was she an idiot, being duped? Should she make a scene? The thing was, she believed him. He was looking her in the eye, gave his word, and she chose to believe in him. ‘Okay?’ He repeated the word, but this time as a question. ‘Yes. I trust you. Don’t. "No? Funny coincidence how they all end up dead after we are through with them."She rolled her eyes. "Fine. But we don't murder them." Legally?"A dainty, pale fist closed around my beard just under my chin and yanked my head back, exposing my neck. "Hold still," she warned. With a gentle tug pulling my hairs taunt, she drew the razor between her hand and my chin, severing most of the beard. "Honorably," she said. "We provide a service to those who seek their own death." The razor's blade. I’d tried talking to these idiots and regardless of the linguistic barrier their attitude told me that they weren’t interested in chatting with me. While the first man’s attention was drawn to the death cry of his leader, I batted his spear aside with the one I was holding, and then with my extended reach, I brought the tip of the broad leaf shaped spearhead across his torso, slicing the man open.It wasn’t a deep wound, but across the stomach it didn’t need to be. I’d moved in quickly and.