Karen was reaching for her panties now, hooking slender fingers under the elastic band and slowly, oh so slowly, pulling the fabric down over smooth, ...urved hips. Both boys 'oozed' quietly when Karen's neatly-trimmed pussy came into sight. She smiled to herself when she noticed a wet spot begin to spread at the crotch of Charlie's jeans. She went straight up to him and lightly squeezed him there; mashing and spreading the sticky mess to show that she'd noticed what had happened.Charlie looked. I started to ask her a question…when she looked up and smiled a stuck her tongue out to show the piercing and said “You do know what this is for don’t you?”…then she preceded to show me. After a few minutes …she said…”we don’t need a motel…drive down by the underpass under the highway…no one will bother us…” I started the truck and headed down to the area she had suggested…as she never stopped giving me some of the best head I have ever had…When we reached the spot Roxie had suggested…I closed. Just as she had been forced to do, I had to learn to use an attacker's strength and mass against them. While I could never compete with them in brute strength, I could eliminate their advantages, and turn such heavy handed attacks back against them. I also learned how to combine acrobatics and my kata to be able to use my small body to its best extent. It was Hakeem who guided me such, and called it a "Dervish Combat Dance", wherein I would be constantly moving, jumping, tumbling, and flipping. Sometimes it’s just time for a town to be wiped out, and trying to evacuate would cause just as much harm as the event itself. Pompeii was that way. I lead the way, encouraging as many as who were willing to, to leave but I didn’t feel responsible for those who chose to stay put. I didn’t have time to waste cajoling or soothing ruffled feathers, so just pulled along every one who was influenced by my charisma, and left it at that. I didn’t look back as our ragged flotilla sailed away, already.