"With that sparks began to fly and the microwave quit on them. "Anyone for a barbecue?" he told his wife and they both laughed. No charcoal! They both...knew it.Reeve said, "I'll see if the campground store has any," and he strode off only to return empty handed. "They closed fifteen minutes ago."They both laughed.So for dinner they had cold cereal, Cheerios to be exact, topped with sliced strawberries and a little over generous portion of sugar. Desert was a mug of spooned vanilla ice cream,. "Finally I was instructed to call him Sir and beg him to fuck me. "Please Sir, please fuck my virgin white ass. Please Sir, fuck me with this big black cock. Please Sir, fill my ass with your cum."Mistress ordered me to get on my knees and "kiss the sheets". After a brief adjustment to match heights, Thomas lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties. Mistress reached over and worked the butt plug slowly in and out of my ass as Thomas lubricated my hole and his cock with fresh gel. She pulled. Tanya positioned the showerhead a ways off the floor so that it was slightly above her knees, pointing almost straight up and into the shower stall.“Hard spray,” she told it. The soft yellow blossom of fire she’d used to depilate her body turned into a single, four-inch-long flame coming out of the center of the showerhead. Lifting one leg and resting her foot on the tile bench, Tanya positioned herself so that the heat from the flame was concentrated between her legs. She breathed softly. I got the memories, but not why you decided to tell her. What gives?”“I was going to offer her a job. She seemed to be fitting in and I knew the others, including you, had talked with her. And when I did a cursory scan, I thought she seemed receptive. I guess I mistook her curiosity about what happened Friday night, in New York, for acceptance,” I explained.“What DID happen Friday night?” Eve asked.Instead of explaining, I replayed my memories of the assassins shooting out the windows as they.