The drowsiness was swiftly fading. Her hands were secured behind her back with leather straps. She squirmed and wriggled and tried to get out.‘I kno... you’re a flexible girl, but you’re not going to be able to bend yourself out of this one.’‘You’re insane,’ Vera said.‘That’s not a very nice thing to say now, is it? And seeing how you’re tied down and helpless like a little girl, totally dependent on me, you might want to try to be nice.’‘You’ll never get away with kidnapping me. People will. Taking a torch from its storage place, she shoved the end of it into the fire. The tip burned brightly warming her face. Leaving the house, she trudged up the path, in the dark toward the rectory. Upon arriving Joan, opened the door and walked in. Father Paul was naked and laying on top of her childhood friend Lily, a postulate nunne-in-training; his phallus imbedded in her sheath. Joan stood there and watched as Father Paul continued to enter into and permeate her vagina, helping her. Before she left, I whispered in her ear “How wet are you” “Very” was her reply. I smiled as she left the table.When she returned with our drinks there was no need to lean across me, but she did keep her back to the main part of the restaurant. I thanked her and whilst she was putting the drinks down, I put my hand up her skirt to feel her cunt. I was pleasantly surprised that she wasn’t wearing knickers, but she moved her legs apart so I could properly tell that she was wet. This time as she. "This device contains our first two prototypes. Megan, allow me to officially introduce you to Coke and Golem." Prototype of what?" The continued playful smile from Alvaro was the only answer she got. Megan shrugged. "Okay. So you named the flashlight Coke and Golem?" Sure. Why not?" Oh, I don't know ... Cute names I guess. Where did they come from?" From two prototype computers, way back in the last century. I'll tell you the story sometime." Yeah, I'd like to hear it." Megan examined the.