I was speechless. I couldn't stop checking her out and the bulge rising in my shorts became obvious. I stammered something like "how can I help you," ...nd that started an interesting conversation, ending up with me agreeing to meet her, at her room a shifts end. The fact that I was not dressed to be running around the hotel was not a hurdle. When I did get there, she was dressed in Hot Pants and a halter top. Her hair was in a pony tail and she looked HOTIArlene greeted me with a glass of white. In my wine induced state of mind and hunger level I devoured him deep into my throat and he came in torrents of hot thick semen. I rested quietly in his lap waiting for another signal or some reward. He stroked my leather headdress and inserted one of his fingers into my mouth. The taste was gooey sweet and had a pudding like consistency to it. I sucked his finger dry and clean of the substance and begged in a non verbal way for more. Master obliged by poking some type of sausage shaped meat. The sidewalk runs right over it. He even made concrete planters to help cover the tunnel." Sadness filled Grannie's voice. "They better not mess with my damn geraniums."Finn paused at the bottom of the ladder and aimed his P-90 at the darkness above. "Cover me, I'm going up." Okay, but turn your flashlight off. We don't want to give away our position." Liv crouched down and aimed at the square opening with her assault rifle."Yeah, good call." Finn climbed up cautiously then scanned the shadow. He would not lie, no matter how they tortured him. He was the captain of his men, and if he admitted to the evils, they would always be doubted if there was a chance to recant. He was prepared to martyr himself so that the others could avoid the shame of their false confessions. He had glanced around the room and noticed that there were no torture instruments, however, and his confusion added to his anxiety. The Inquisitor approached, his oiled brows drawn together in consternation as he.