I could see the thick strands of plasm impacting my shield. I hurriedly created plasm anchors to prevent myself from being shoved all around my living...room. I heard my armchair scrape across the floor under the pressure, and the walls to which I was anchored groan. The apartments were built with reinforced concrete; the pressure must have been immense. I realized that the words were in the Nalu language, except the pronunciation was strange. I played back what he said, while trying to say. The next thing Jacqui could remember was waking up in a strange apartment with a very bad headache and a sore arse."Oh dear. A little the worse for wear are we?" asked Queenie who was, in Jacqui's opinion, disgustingly bright and cheerful."What I'll do is this," announced Queenie, "I'll tell them at work that you don't feel well and won't be in today. You just turn over and sleep it off."Jacqui gratefully subsided into a stupor and didn't move until mid-afternoon when Queenie came in from. All the time that we had followed them I had kept both eyes and ears alert for any sign or sound that would indicate the presence of another Plains predator, but so far there was not the slightest indication of any other beasts in the general area.As we crept closer to the antelope, sure this time of a good shot at a large buck, I suddenly saw something that stopped me cold. It was an immense dark gray, woolly mammoth, with long dark guard hairs and fine underwool, rearing its colossal. Well I’m a huge fan of ISS and read almost all sections I’m following it for the past 2 years and when ever i used to read all those stories you All know what the outcomes are we end in masturbation well same things happened to me….. i used to masturbate regularly…….So now coming to the story the main heroine of the story is my tuition teacher well her name is PB she started to take classes when i was in around 4th grade and then in coming years we shared a great bond. I used to share.