He eventually returns to me, pushing a vodka and coke in front of me, and the same for him. He slowly sits and peers into my eyes, as if trying to gau...e my reaction. “She’s perfect, Moira.” I smile, bat my lashes and look to the sky. I’ve seen this so many times now. “I thought you said last time was going to be the last time?” “Well, this time it will be. I promise.” I smile half heartedly at him, knowing full well that it won’t be. A few moments later and the girl is at our table, taking our. As he did this she found herself staring at the assembled audience, all of them grinning or simply staring dumbly at her. She remained silent, unaware that her cum-covered smile more than made up for her lack of words.Why not? the girl was able to think. Events were way out of her control now. She knew it was best to just defer to Luke; to do what he said, allow him to do to her what he would. It made her feel so deliciously naughty to behave this way-- it made her feel devilish, just like her. For his own part, if the expedition ever came off, he didn't intend to eat Vietnamese any more than he could help it. In the permanently-packed baggage he kept ready for the trip, there was a good two weeks supply of backpacker's freeze-dried meals. That, and a willingness to lose a few pounds, and he thought he could survive.In spite of Mark not caring much for Vietnamese food, he did enjoy getting together with the Expedition team once a month. Sometimes, maybe even most of the time, there. “Wait, what do you mean?” “Please, I just want to go Home.”“Oh the little white pussy wants to go home? I don’t think soooo.”“No, please, I have to be home.” The woman and man just laughed.Jenna was dragged out into a warehouse room. There were ribbons, banners and decorations.“What’s is going on. Stop this. As she lay on the ground two men lowered a cable and attacheda hook to her tied wrists.. Slowly they began to raise her up.“Wait what are you doing.” “NO NO” Jenna screamed as they.