I did not try to shoot at the small amount of skin exposed around the edge of the table by the outlaws as they shot at me. Instead, I aimed at the tab...e where I thought an important part of the galoot's body would be hiding. I didn't need a fatal wound, just something that would slow him down, and, especially, keep him from escaping. A wound in the chest area that was the result of a penetrating bullet would, more than likely, eventually be fatal from the gangrene expected to develop there. I. Orvon sat to the right of the empty throne, and could see the entire hall from his position. Falin, the Candran ambassador, sat next to him in the place of honor, and his slave Elsi knelt on the cushion next to him. The rest of the table was occupied by the other ministers of the court. There were a few empty seats reserved for the royal family, who would later, by tradition, make an entrance. The throne itself, however, would stay empty, as the King was much too ill to attend the banquet.The. Daddy is so rough. Then Daddy pushes my face away and looks down at me, and I’m ashamed of my drooling and my runny nose. Daddy has something behind his back, but I can’t imagine what it is because my eyes are watering and it’s dark... but when he shows it to me, I see that it’s a belt. I’m confused. Daddy’s never hit me with a belt before... he grins, and that’s the last thing I see, because he reaches down and fits the belt over my eyes. I feel the thick leather, cool and oddly comforting,. In the master bedroom, Randall enters to the sight of a very fit Frida, still posing infront of the mirror, topless with nothing but a g-string and high-heels on. She has her hands over her small tits. When Randall enters she drops to her knees and hold out her arms to welcome him. Her small boobs sag a little, but are still inviting in a cute way.“Hallo boy...” She says, “ ... come and give me some hug.”.The dog is allowed to rush over to her and she gives him an over the top hug. Holding him.