"Shawna?" Come on iieuurgh..."Hope eased the door open as Shawna cut off what she was saying. Inside, Marcus was kneeling by the toilet, wiping his mo...th with a tissue while Shawna sat on the edge of the bath and rubbed his back."Is it something you ate?" Hope asked, but he shook his head, catching his breath."Nerves," Shawna explained. "His dad's due in a few minutes." That's what I was coming out for," Hope said. "Have you put the kettle on?" I don't want anything," Marcus managed, and Shawna. Nightly, he would pore over the albums and files of the pictures he had of her, seeking to find a new expression on her face, a new angle of her body that he had not noticed before. Christine posing, love in her eyes; bound to the whipping post, her sleek body covered in angry red weals; Christine on all fours, being buggered by Yuri, her back arched, her full breasts dangling. But he had known and had loved every last molecule of his pretty slave: the images simply reminded him of his loss. He. Она будет по большой части линейной, в ней не будет картинок, во всяком случае большого их кол-ва. С именами старался не мудрить и не добавлять отчеств и фамилий, но если вам нужно вы можете воспользоваться настройками истории. Такая простенькая, с сухим текстом, но надеюсь, будет интересной.Любой желающий может дополнить данную историю, чем пожелает. Буду рад любым отзывам, комментариям, сообщениям, новым развитиям сюжета, и прикреплённым к постам картинкам.Приятного чтения!Я очень необычный. . we'll leave you alone."John, at the sonar/fathometer/radar console said, "Five: Six: No bottom ... no bottom." The reef dropped off that fast.Chief Sanchez announced, "Ok, boys and girls ... let's get some sail up." Of course, what he meant was, I'll push some buttons and you watch ... in case."Don't leave me ... I don't know what to say." Tell him that." What?" That you don't know what to do." Jib drawing," Sanchez said, "Main up. Shutting down Port turbine."From the engine room the boys.