‘Yeah, nice and tight, just the way I like it!’ he growled. He began to ease in and out of her clinging confines, whilst his fingertips drew apart...the fleshy hood hiding her clitoris. Then began to play with her love button, swiftly teasing it into full, fat erectness. ‘Mmmmmnn, auuuugghh!’ She squirmed with pleasure, her terror temporarily forgotten, as she felt an orgasm rushing up from the depths of her belly. Mike snarled and tugged at his shackles, in a jealous rage, as he watched the. That was done.Now, to get Betty involved in her own destruction. Betty had beenworried about her - the blonde hypocrite! Early that Saturday morningshe asked Betty to come over. It was now or never!Veronica dressed very sexy in what she new was the dress Betty mostadmired. She put on her most expensive Italian boots and diamond dropearrings in her ears. Might as well salt the mine!Betty came in and it wasn't hard for Ronnie to cry real tears. Not atall. Life was cruel to her!"Betty, I am at the. "I need a snack." She said and made her way downstairs to the kitchen. Freddie followed shortly afterward.When he got downstairs, Sam already had a ham sandwich in her hands and chewing on it slowly, still lost in her thoughts."Do you want to talk about it?" Freddie asked as he took a seat at the counter next to her."It's the same dream that I've had before, that's all." Sam replied with her mouth full of ham sandwich.There were a few moments of silence, interrupted by a scream from a groggy. The vial was supposed to give you psychic abilities equal to what Mewtwo was supposed to have. Your projections showed that it would work. As a basement filled with dead prototypes proved, projections weren't perfect.There was a chance that this would just be an ornate method of suicide, at which point you'll have died three weeks before the rest of your team. There was a chance that this could do nothing. Or there was a chance that this could work.The work had to remain hidden, even from your.