I had told her we were making another home movie. Three masked men would invade our home around eight, tie me to a chair and force me to watch as they...set about raping my darling. That was all I told her.Chrissy was dressed in a grey, knee length business skirt and matching jacket with a white sateen blouse. Underneath she was wearing black stockings and suspenders, white camisole and scarlet panties and bra. Red Jimmy Choux high heel shoes, the same colour as her lipstick, completed the. “Because he bind himself to the wield until you die, he uses your own blood to make itself strongerand he alone has had more than a thousand wields, and every time the wielder die’s he keeps thestrength, But this trade is not without a fair trade by giving blood to him he protects the wielderfrom damage by moving by itself to block the strike, of course he will not move sometime when hefell the user has become too reliant on him.”“Thanks now which one is which?” Jack ask with a bit of rudeness. When he was done, he brushed through each section with alarge brush he had sprayed with hair spray. Finally, he added some sortof finishing polish, whatever that means, and then parted and brushedall my hair around and over my right shoulder so that it lay in softgirls down to the top of my right breast. The last thing he did wasspray the heck out of it so it would stay pulled to one side.The make-up came next. Foundation and powder, on my face and foreheadfollowed by pink blush on my. I had never imagined anything like it. I had a brother too, but he only had a little weenie!Harry must have had his mind elsewhere, relishing the last day ever of his school career and dreaming of the future. As he approached his discarded clothes, we pounced, grabbing his arms, forcing him back against a tree and quickly binding his wrists with the leather belt. There is no doubt, that with his strong athletic build, he could easily have accounted for a couple of young girls, but the onslaught.