Walking down the steps to the main floor turned out to be impossible. While pickles seemed to be quite capable of walking around, even running as I fo...nd out later, they apparently didn’t seem to grasp the concept of climbing or descending stairs. There were anywhere from ten to thirty pickles clustered at the tops and bottoms of the staircases with a few stuck on the stairs in between floors. They would have instantly seen me as a non-pickle if I had done something so unpicklely as going. He held nothing back. His left fist struck Gina's cheek, and a rightuppercut landed squarely on the point of her chin. Gina skillfully rode with Megaman's best punches. They hurt, but she casuallyshook them off. She confidently raised her fists, ready for more. Her successpleased the dark-haired girl. Mighty Megaman's best punches hardly fazed her.They should have knocked her senseless. The savage beating she'd alreadygiven him, had grievously sapped Megaman's enormous strength. With a. He took another step forward.Terror exploded through every nerve in Helena's body. Damn, she had missed! As James had taught her to do, she lifted the pistol and pointed the muzzle upwards as she re-cocked the gun. Her thumb slipped off the hammer on the first attempt, although on the second she pulled it down and it locked into place.Detritus from the shot she had just fired fell from the empty chamber and sizzled briefly as it landed in the damp mud. A small particle landed on Helena's. Sandy reached over and started stroking me again, running her fingers through my pubic hair and commenting on how soft it was. Vicky was shaved bare but Sandy had a small light patch of pubic hair which barely covered the wetness oozing from her hot pussy. I knew Vicky was wet already and ran my fingers down between her legs and she gasped in delight. My sister asked Sandy if she would like to watch her touch me in a different way. All Sandy could do was nod her head and watched as Vicky.