The bouncer noticed that even though the girl lay flat on her back, her firm young titties held their shape, pointing straight at the ceiling.In other...words, she looked ravishing."You are a dirty little fuck toy, aren't you?" growled the bouncer."No," whimpered Courtney."We'll see about that," the bouncer said, and she picked up Courtney in her strong arms and carried her to one of the heavy oak trestle tables in the center of the room. The little brunette was utterly helpless as she was laid. She's covering her daughter's sight with a flat hand. "You sick people! What do you think you're doing! God!"I hear that she's talking German and now I see that it's the German Cancellor, Angela Merkel. "Hey!" the man beside her say in Dutch. His snow white hair and creepy greasy face tells me that it's Geert Wilders: The leader of the Dutch Racist Party - or something like that. He seems like Hitler's grand c***d all the same. "If I catch you doing that again, I might have to join the party.. It went into the area behind the counter and to the area with the offices and the vault. Bodies littered the floor and there were small puddles of blood. A man shoved a pistol out of the vault and fired blindly. One of the others yelled since he almost shot them.I kicked the door open and spun and fired down the back of the counter. I emptied my weapon into the two men as they jerked with the impact. I stepped back and pushed the ammo box release to drop it and pushed in a loaded one. I glanced. " Of course you can stay here for now, well if can put up with a housefull of women. I think my sister seems to like you, and we sure didn'tmind last night....I mean if it was good for you," one of the saidshyly.I smiled "It was a dream come true. I said gently touching her hand. Butwhat am I going to do about clothes?" I asked."We can at least take you shopping. I don't know about where you comefrom but here shopping always cheers up most boys. You can even modelthe things your trying on for.