"You have to wank them out one at a time" she had been told by the Supervisor and sure enough the action was just like giving a guy a hand job. She pu...led and pulled on the skin as the sausages filled and began to imagine herself as a high class escort, accompanying businessmen to posh do's and giving them what their prim and proper wives wouldn't afterwards.She pictured her fantasy, tall and muscular, a west indian businessman in town for a conference. She would meet him in the bar of his. The guys in the room were a bit more prepared for us – a lantern was on, and they at least already had their guns in their hands. Not that it helped. One got off a shot – but it was up into the ceiling.An old lady huddled in the corner of the room watching almost expressionless as we swept the area and began extracting the badly abused girls from filthy cramped cells that were built more like dog kennels than anything else.The Team Two Monster and I stood in the entry way staring outward in. As the more physically developed of the two, Estelle did not present such an easy proposition. More agile than her sister and stronger, she struggled naked in my grasp until I had her pressed face down against the carpet with myself kneeling astride her back wrenching her arms up behind her. "Oww," she yelped, evidently surprised by the strength and dexterity that I had been able to bring to bear in subduing her. I may have the look of an aesthete but I can still hold a young women's wrists. "I just have taken enough from her, I don'tknow how to give enough back to her, but I won't take any more."I leaned around and did my best to give her the small hug I was ableto from her lap."Whatever floats your boat Ivy, you've always been the odd one..."Macey said to us."And proud of it," Ivy said.I was worried I was viewing the end of a friendship for Ivy, but shestuck around for ten minutes animatedly talking with Macey beforelooking at her watch and saying. "We've got to get back to my.