Besides being exceedingly long; it was so high that he could not accurately guess its height. As they kept on walking, they saw, on each side of them,...machines of all shapes and sizes. Some were even humming with activity. Vincent couldn't even begin to guess the purpose of all this equipment and whether they were electronic devices or mechanical ones.They walked for a long time along the wide corridor between the machinery until it was replaced by rows upon rows of tables with hardware of all. “NGH NGH NGH NGH AHHHHHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK ME FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK HUGE NGH GOD SWAT BALLS DAMN DAMN FUCK FUCK DAMN FUCK FUCK!” These were the words I could make out as I rounded the corner and opened one of the double-doors. I’m very professional, and time was of the essence, but despite these things I could help but stop and just stare for a moment. There was a hulking form on the stage, gorgeously layered in thick sheets of muscle, ripples and cavers showing the strength of. There were buttons down the front of the nightgown. Very gently, he opened them. He pushed the nightgown down over Nora’s shoulders and heard her sigh. The nightgown pooled at her feet and she stood there, naked, looking extremely vulnerable and very desirable. ‘Dean…he’s the…the only man who’s ever seen me this way,’ she murmured as Frank stepped closer to her and began caressing her trembling body tenderly. Frank ran his hands lightly over her silken skin, down her sides, and began caressing. Making me blush furiously. Thankfully, Cheryl was fully clothed so I didn’t have to explain my way out of a worse mess.“She was helping me plant a new rosebush, and must have noticed I changed. She asked if I could Heal her too. I thought she meant her zits but when I started, I noticed that she had a black mass in her chest and something was wrong with her abdomen too. I’m not sure what it was, but I ended up healing both, and the zit too.” I shrugged self-consciously.Mrs. Moore took a sharp.