Inside sat a pair of unusual pistols. One facing one way and one the other. They were larger and more bulky than most pistols, with a heavy chamber an... ventilated barrels and real wood grips. Four spare clips sat in the plush red velvet liner. Four extra power cells were nestled along the top of the case. Inscribed along the barrel of each was Martell Inc. Model 9. Martell was a wholly owned subsidiary of H&K now, but three years ago they had been a force in the arms industry. They had. Her phone rang shortly after the alarm had sounded to signal the end of lessons for the day. She picked the receiver up on the second ring.“Amber. Can you come into my office for a moment, please?” Miss Marks asked in her quiet way.The young secretary immediately felt the dampness between her legs at the thought and unintentionally squirmed around on her swivel chair.“Certainly, Head Mistress,” she replied calmly before replacing the receiver.Amber Fox pushed her chair back and quickly checked. I was sex starved. The argument with Jerry carried on a few more minutes when he approached me “Dad says you’re an evil bitch” “Fuck off” and I tried to walk past him to go upstairs, I got between him and the sofa and he grabbed my wrists.I struggled free and slapped his face “Fuck off you cunt” he grabbed me a second time and turned me round and pushed me over the back of the sofa, holding my wrists at the side of me. I struggled and his leg was between my feet as I tried to close them. “Fuck. I was edgy, and wanted to back out."So you've decided then?" I asked sheepishly."Yes, we already had our first read-through of the script. Paul felt up my boobies and everything …… except I had my bra on under my top this time …….. Oh honey I'm so hot I need you to eat me right now. You were right,…… this is so exciting."We headed for the bedroom. Now the reality was hitting home. I was more than a little bit apprehensive over the whole situation. This was not exactly what I had imagined. My.