The brutal summary executions are a means to an end, the end being to scare any resistance into surrender.“Those other guys kept killing people afte... they took power, because they intended to purge and purify society, to cleanse it like Robespierre of any perceived taints or blemishes. He’s not an ideologue, just a wannabe Caesar. That’s very different. His regime will be authoritarian, yes, but not totalitarian,” Hepburn concluded, even as he caressed Annette’s left cheek with his hands.“God,. She stood covering her face for a moment. Then, after looking at the old man for a second, she started to dance. She made some elaborate stances of mohiniattam with her buttocks jutting behind her and her arms making some gentle gestures. Her sexy tits jiggled as she moved. The clips swung too. When she turned around, it was pure heaven to watch her lovely, round arse. For a woman of almost forty, she moved quite gracefully, seductively. The old man watched her all the time, mesmerized, even. I would then have you put on a pair of high heels and put make up on you... and then make you parade up and down the stairs for me. Watching you be so careful not to trip, legs shaking, and your dick poking out of the top of your pretty, pink thong. I might, after letting you parade around, let you have another beer, however, the only way you'd be allowed to drink it, would be to get down on you knees, whore, and deep throat the bottle from my crotch. You would have to show me how well you go. I had chosen to live with my father since their divorce, and in some respects grew up quicker than most girls my age. I had started menstruating the previous year, perhaps brought on by stress, but my hormones and the changes in my body were evident, both physically and mentally, my staying with my father was straying into dangerous territory, more so as, I was starting to feel his need for me, and found myself responding to his cuddles and kisses.People often asked me why I let it happen, and.