She leaned back and whispered in James’ ear. James turned a deep red color, as Roxy grabbed his hands and placed them on to her 40-d-cup boobs, that...were barely containable in her body-hugging cocktail dress.Chad, the youngest of us, and a newbie to the group by a few months, started to laugh at James as Roxy ground her ass into his lap. Roxy took note and one finger motioned for Chad to stand up and come over to where she was situated on James’ lap.Chad looked at me. I was not one to give. Well paid and trusted minions had the boring task of observing the FITZ and their company of misfits and ex-slaves sleep."What's so funny, Prince?" asked his young wife, awaking on the couch where sleep had overtaken her while she waited to perform her wifely duty when he finished his work."That band of merry oddballs just got odder," he explained to the delicate pale flower, and took her frail hand. Standing, her nearly six feet stature brought her eye to eye with her husband. Her proud,. Her breasts also had a pattern of how the clips were placed them.She softly rubbed upon her abused breasts with her fingers so chilled and motherly. She felt ugly on the inside and out. She smiled for those pictures. Oh God. Moving the tie that lingered invbetween her breast canyons, she gave a final look to the devastation they wrought upon her precious body. Turning around, her long wool skirt, stretching to her ankles, was lifted upward to her mouth so that her teeth could snatch the lowest. He had to do some stitching on her, but you can't tell it by lookin' at her. She gets around all right." She's a looker," said Simpson."She's trouble," said Dugway. "She said anything about lawyers yet?" Nothing I've heard," said Mayor Robinson. "Hopefully, if we can keep her happy, that won't come up." Oh?" asked Simpson. "How do we keep her happy?" Well, I gave her a job for one thing," said Robinson. "And Ralph is giving her board."Miller snorted. "You call one meal a day board?" He frowned..