John Phillips, feet hurting, plug invaded, and now feeling the tightness of his corset seem to be getting tighter, roamed his eyes, taking it all in. ...Total fucking nuthouse," he thought. And then, "I am in a very bad situation." The remnants of his fight were lingering now, slipping, slipping.The wall at the rear of the stage had two wheels, like on wheel of fortune or something. Over the one on the left, it said MINOR in silver letters. The wheel had three spaced sections. Goddess Choice,. The season was not very busy, he had a whole carriage to himself, and was passing the time reading some novels, and looking out over the dry landscape. Although not beautiful, it represented freedom to Jiri: huge expanses of space, from which you could carve a tiny corner, and live without having to answer to anyone. It would be a far cry from modern city life, with the endless compromises and concessions forced upon you simply by being so close to three million other human beings, all trying. " his voice was breathy as he stroked harder and faster. "Come on baby. Just think, you could be burying that cock into her pussy right now. In just 20 brief minutes, you could be filling it with cum..." "Mmm...is she on the pill still?" "Oh yes...I wouldn't let my baby girl dress like that without being protected." Her lips popped and she exhaled again. Sarah listened to Craig's heavy breathing, egging him on more and more. Before she knew it, the phone suddenly went silent. She. "I . . . I've never even dated anyone since . . . I wasn't sure anyone would want to once I told them." "Don't be silly." Luke kissed her again, this time with a little more force. "I only wish I had more time to kiss you. Think Millie would let someone else take your shift?" Emma giggled. "I don't think so. She's pretty strict about that." "Rats." Luke laughed as well and wrapped his arms around her. "I'd much rather stay here with you than ride around in the cold." "I like being with you,.