My eyes traveled his face. He had a strong, Roman nose, with a neatly trimmed mustache that perched on full lips. What was I doing? Yes, I was insub...rdinate, but hell, this is harassment. Catching him off guard, I pushed him away. I was pissed. Storming to the door, I went to unlatch it, when I felt a very strong arm encircle my waist. Flinging me over his shoulder, he carried me, kicking and screeching, to the sofa. Throwing me down on it, he leaned over me. I was, again, trapped by his. And lastly, Carmine waspulling strings. If Rose wanted to put a stop to things before they gotfurther out of control... Rose's heart skipped a beat at the mental imageof some obese guy pulling a skin suit of Azalea over his curls of fat,and she had to focus to avoid vomiting. If she wanted to have any chanceto prevent that, she needed to confront Carmine ASAP.The sound of the gym door opening set Rose to steadying herself. Shehastily hung up her towel and turned on the nearest shower,. Such disability would remove him from active duty.Ferry was on light duty with his arm injury, but he was honest and told me he was bored and asked to ride with us. As I planned to spend a few hours making replacement ammunition for the railgun I agreed. Making the small iron balls was easy. The shape of wrought iron really didn't matter as much the size of the beads. I let Ferry hang around as I worked and together we talked about the battle, for the first time since the event. The forge. Adele under Mitchell, her legs and wrapped around him, kissing him. Adelemasturbating two cocks; more disturbing because if you looked closely youcould see that it was Adrian Edwards beneath the makeup and wig. Finally ashot of Adele licking at the semen on her cum-spattered face.'Silence is golden' was the only text that accompanied the images.But the boys were true to their word and said nothing to anyone; it was astandoff. If she accused them of anything, they had proof that she.