His nose was long and shaped like the beak of a crow. His jaw looked wide, like the Joker in the Batman cartoons, and had a wicked smile. Wicked smile...but a comical face. His ears were sharp, even sharper than the character Spock from Star Trek movies and tv shows."I am Robin Goodfellow," the strange-looking creature introduced himself in a dark but comical tone.One moment he was sat down by the desk chair and then the next moment..."And I want to be your friend!!!" responded Robin Goodfellow. Mistress Payne pulled Becky away for the last time just as Beverly was cresting – leaving her still unsatisfied and frustrated. Beverly hung on the St Andrews cross, panting and covered in a sheen of sweat, her deprived pussy leaking its fluid to the cold cement floor.Mistress Payne dismissed Becky to go about her other duties. Once Becky left the room, Mistress Payne turned back to Beverly. But a different Mistress approached the bound Beverly now. Gone was the pleasant, gentle, and almost. ComI pulled the car into the drive, cursing. My name is Jack Hoover, and my life sucked. Royally! I had just come home from work at my demeaning job. I had finally had enough of the pompous asses at that country club. I had worked there as a gardener for the last five years. I had quit college after getting married so I could support my wife, Alice, as she finished her degree. She was further along than I was so we figured it would be easier for her to finish then support us when I went. 'There is more'. He concluded."Big sis, Martial brother ... big brother Tularg, when can we go?" For an instant Zax forget their current situation and just wanted to meet up with his Master, to tell him about his moment of insight and ask for his advice."Hahaha!" Tularg burst in laughter."How audacious, little Zi", Zetsa held a hand against her lips and tried to maintain a solemn facade while also laughing."What?" Absorbed in his thoughts, Zax did not notice the two's astonishment until it.