She pluckedit from the rail and brought it to me, in my size too, I could see fromthe label... she was good!I had to admit, she was right, it was a be...utiful skirt. It was navyblue, long (I was guessing mid-calf), and had pleats all the way around.Kind of old-fashioned styling, but I like that.She asked me if she was right, and that it was lovely wasn't it, and itwould go really well with that blouse. I think I agreed. What was Idoing? How did I get here? What day is it?I really must try it on,. Desperation drove him from the warm bed, he had to pee, after which he made tea, then tray in hand he returned to her, warm naked and cuddly. she sat up, and quietly they drank the tea, neither really knowing what to say. He slipped his arm round her, she snuggled in close then as if by some unknown order, tray and empty cups were discarded, and their lips met once more. Hands roamed, gentle and tender hands caressed breasts, belly`s, prick and balls , he rolled himself onto her receptive body. What was I getting myself into here? I finally snapped out of my shocked state long enough to request a private talk with Lynn. “Excuse me, can I speak to you alone somewhere for a minute?” Lynn paused a moment to smile in the direction of the men, then turned back and agreed. “Okay Sweetie. We can go in the kitchen.” It was weird seeing Lynn like this. She was all business in my dorm room just the day before, but now she was the picture of joy and giddiness. Something was most definitely off. "Oh I would have, though it would have been far too quick. No, I think that the torture that these people are going to put you through is a far better death!" You are supposed to be a noble race what of compassion and mercy?" The leader spit out at Sam.Again Sam smiled as he looked at the line of men. "I believe it is this law that should concern you the most. Law five thirty three, sub-clause four, paragraph one. The wholesale torture, death or attempted death of as people is punishable by.