He's known for taking no prisoners—ever. It's kind of a matter of honor with him, if you know what I mean." Hmm, honor, as if he could even spell th... word," said Bonnie."When are you going to see him again?" said Marie."He'll have me bent over his couch drilling me from behind in about an hour," said Bonnie. "I like it when he does me doggy. It gives him more ways to control me, master me. God how I love it when he takes me. It's the female submissive in me. You know, that's part of the problem. Certainly, several months ago, when her breasts had started to sprout and her hips had begun to take on their first real swell along the path to womanliness, she had enjoyed shaking her bottom in front of her father, the only male in the house. And yes, she had intentionally pranced around in only her panties and T-shirt from time to time, because doing so had given her a little thrill in her tummy.But the little seventh-grader knew full well that these flirtations, although foolish in. A demonizing vision of beauty for sure. A sensual beauty which he knew she could have her way with any man at merely a glance. But with a wrath that could have even the strongest man pleading for death. Her mouth curled upward in a wicked smile. He instinctively slid slight backward. She hissed "I'm Torturess Angela. Welcome to my playroom" pausing she hissed again this time in an inquisitive tone, "you...you must be my project for the day. I certainly hope you enjoy your time here". Pausing. .. what do you call that?” he asked, pointing to the device held delicately by Drillax’s long bony fingers.Carl knew immediately that he would never be able to replicate the series of pops and clicks mixed with whistles which came from the Cretelian’s mouth and was flabbergasted. “You can’t be serious! THAT is the name of the device? I can’t image those sounds passing from a Bullmarite’s mouth parts or even a Sycurian’s bloated lips! I can’t believe you all couldn’t come up with a better name.