”And suddenly not so much better. “Anything else?”No. Nor did anyone else.“No one else got a Blue title of Undead Scourge?”“And Jason brea...s another dungeon. You suck.” Natalie threw at me.“I can see why he got it. He did kill half of the zombies himself.”“It was nowhere near that many.” Maybe a third. At most.“HALF. Maybe more. You did Jason. I watched. We watched. You might not want to talk about it, but you killed a thousand zombies and dozens of ghouls all by yourself while the rest of us. "She's going to be begging if she evergets out of prison once we're finished. The feds aren't likely to leavea dime in her name once they start rolling up the tax fees, not tomention the remunerations for the victims we recover." Hopefully we can find them all, but....." Yeah, I know," Bill sighed. "In a case like this, it's hard to find allof them. Especially after a certain period of time." Overseas auctions don't help," Jamie drawled, now using that as hername. Even her official ID had. Discovery Part 2Over the next year plus my masturbation sessions went from a couple of times a month to a couple of times a week. I learned to stroke my “thingie” just the way I imagined the boys did.. I also did all the usual girl stuff too but was careful not to break my hymen. I learned that if my “thingie” was not totally hard it would bend down and I could rub it up and down the length of my slit. I was now 12 years old and my body was growing rapidly and so was my “thingie”. It was. I kept asking myself what the hell I was thinking about – I wasn’t ready for this! But having paid the fairly rich price for the weekend, I figured I had better give it a try. I changed into casual slacks (my legs aren’t that pretty and I figured I didn’t think anyone was quite ready for them on first meeting) and a cool short-sleeved shirt. Grabbing my room key card, I headed down the hall to the elevator. Several others – mostly middle-aged women with lots of makeup – were waiting and gave me.