" OK." So I went to the Burger King on Fifth St. Since I had lots of time I ordered a coke and sat outside for a while, then I went in and bought some...hing to eat." Yeah?" Come on, Jill — I'm getting impatient over here."So I got a chicken sandwich and onion rings." Jill, what happened?" These two guys tried to pick me up." Did they hurt you?" No. But they wouldn't leave me alone. I had to go inside. I was going to tell the manager to call the police but they disappeared." Did you know them?". If successful, his ingenious contraption, built from parts they had scavenged from three protein re-sequencers – much to Chef's dismay – would now churn out several stem bolts instead of milk or coffee."Re-sequencing procedures initiated, energy flow steady," Terval reported.With a metallic hum the machine came to life and the expected shimmer built up between the platform and the sequence emitters. A rather unappetizing sound built up – sounding like a rather nasty case of diarrhea, Trip. I would not be letting this one go. These college girls were a good choice by Donny. I understood my pal would be a serious competitor in this game we were playing. I listened to Lindsay talk. About what, I have no clue. School, or back home, or something. My mind was busy, plotting to score. I checked the clock on the wall behind the bar. Ten forty-five. The bus would be leaving soon. I told Lindsay I would catch up with her at the next stop. She giggled and hugged me as if we were long lost. " I could see she was into her role and was enjoying the power me being helpless gave her. She gave me a wicked grin and pinched my left nipple, hard. I winced in pain. "If you cry out I will do it harder, do you understand?" I nodded as she pinched my right nipple, but kept quiet. "Good, now I'm going to smack you balls with the crop, open your legs wide.” I did as I was told. She then started to smack me between my legs, but not hard enough to cause any pain. To my surprise, although my.