Renault (bowing): Au revoir, Madame. Et merci. Annina: Goodbye, Monsieur. SCENE 2 YVONNES HOME Evening. Sascha, the bartender at Ricks Café, Ame...icain, has taken Yvonne, a young French woman, to her home at Ricks request, since she has had far too much to drink. She staggers as they climb the stairs to her apartment. Yvonne is in her twenties, and spends a lot of time at the bar, being hit on by the German military officers. She is beautiful, with wavy blonde hair, bangs, and flashing. Just as I thought I was going to cry out for him to stop I gelt his hips against my buttocks as he finally got his cock all the way into me.Mat began to fuck me in a deep, firm, slow rhythm and I loved the fullness I felt each time he went into the hilt. I slid a hand between my legs and began to rub my clit as I asked him to go harder and quicker. Overtime he ploughed into me I felt like his cock was going to split me in too. I began to rub my clit again as he got quicker.I screamed I was. I would have noticed and gotten suspicious. She obviously thinks I'm checking on the balance, because she moves the money out in small enough increments and spaced over time so I won't figure out what she is doing." But why would she do that? It doesn't make sense." Pride, My Love. Pride," Diana answered, the sparkle of tears in her eyes.I do not understand women, Jeff thought.As if Diana could read his mind, "Think about Jesse and what we're doing to get him to accept something from us. And. As they spread out, a voice boomed "Surrender, and your lives will be spared! Resist, and my minions will destroy you!"I used my own amplification spell to reply "In the immortal words of Brigadier General McAuliffe, at the siege of Bastogne, NUTS!"with that, the battle began. I immediately knew we were even more overmatched than I had believed. For starters, the shield dust only elicited a laugh of scorn. There didn't seem to be any effect at all, and that was our major weapon. Things went.