. and I didn't want them to have ANY time to rest and recover over the last two harsh acts, mostly the disappearance of Shannon. Haha, I still love he...ring that name. My next target was Jessikah, it was a strange way to spell the name I always thought, but that was just something for idle chitchat, this was more serious business. I watched Jessi close throughout the day, she was really shaken and everytime she was about to cry she made up an excuse to go to the bathroom or something, she. Trish obeyed, dropping her arms flat to her sides. She had been told to do this and to shuffle her lower body close to the wall. At just the correct height she felt her mons press against another rubber membrane. She gave a jump as she felt a small flexing fingerlike appendage thrust through the hole in the membrane and search for her vaginal split through her clothing. The voice ordered her to ruche her skirt right up to her waist. Trish did this quickly, her body giving an excited shudder as. "What th--" the guy blurted. "A girl!" And she's sure not wearing much!" The girl sounded angry, but I didn'twait around for them to think this thing out. Still hugging my breastswith one arm and trying to cover my throbbing crotch with the other, Idashed off to the left, away from them."Boy, look at her!" Was the last thing I heard the guy say as I sprintedacross a circle of lamplight, scrambling desperately toward the darknessbeyond. My naked butt felt at least a yard wide, and I swear I. Summer was still trying to rinse off the Pete said, "3 minutes slut!" Summer quickly hopped out of the shower drying herself off with a towel looking for the clothes Pete had left. On top of the toilet sat a black leather teddy, arm length leather gloves, and a pair of thigh high stiletto heel boots. Everything fit perfect. Summer was still trying to drunkenly slide up her glove as she scampered out of the bathroom. As she fell to her knees the alarm went off. Pete told Summer that she was.