Then the door broke.As the girls saw the huge men and their masks there was a loud screaming. Jerome ran towards Mr.Jones and hit him into the stomach...quite awful several times. He fell to the ground, consciousless. The girls were shrieking hysterically and some of them managed to run away next to Brian who was blocking the door. Some were climbing out of the window. At first, Brian wanted to hold the squeaking girls tight that ran away, but then he noticed Emily and Mandy who were still. I am so insecure and suddenly all the dressing up and thinking I look good dissipates into thin air.He still stands there looking at me and I can see the lust in his eyes. It is the same lust the first time that we met in my house, when he fucked my mouth so hard, my throat was sore for two days afterwards.I find my voice "Yes, please come in"I stand to one side and he comes in and I can feel his power over me, it is almost physical. As I shut the door, he turns and looks again at me."You dress. It was not to last.On the afternoon of April 18, barely three days later, an ominous troop of around ten mounted soldiers appeared on the horizon and it became clear, as they approached the mansion of the Alexandrovich family, that they were a small force of the young Red Army.Slowly, as they drew closer, Jurij recognized the silhouette of a woman moving along the riders. It wasn't! It couldn’t be!Could it? No!, he told himself, that would be nearly impossible. The impossible proving all too. Private Hartley and Private Knight were new recruits just completing their training. Except for decorative helmets and their golden Smatchets, a short sword with a broad leaf-shaped blade. It may be improper to capitalize Smatchet, but this old British Commando weapon was specific. I digress. Unlike most Marines, Hartley and Knight were only five foot five inches tall and their enhancements were invisible. Both women were slender, with flat chests and no body hair—they looked like teens and.