Gesturing to the guest chair, he settled his impressive bulk behind the desk. Lyn began setting up the tripod to hold her video camera.As they sipped ...n their coffees, the imposingly tall Tribune addressed the pair. "I think the best thing to do is to treat this as much as possible as a routine extraction."Lyn stopped dead in her efforts to set up the tripod. "We're being extracted?" she asked uncertainly. She didn't know whether to panic or cheer."No, silly, it's just for the purposes of the. I was already quite stressed about my work and my failing relationship when this incident happened!, My stressful life started affecting my health as i started having muscular pains.One day while working out at the gym i accidentally sprained my leg. The pain was unbearable!, I lived alone so i went to my neighbours place the next day. I met my next door Aunty. I told her about my sprain and asked her if she could help me out. After examining my condition, she suggested me her personal. In her mind she submitted."I'd rather do that than go away" she whispered.Her father entered the conversation: "Before you agree, we want you to think it through. There'll be no turning back. And much of what we tell you to do may conflict with your beloved born-again principles. So what we are going to do is to give you 12 hours to sleep on it. Get yourself something to eat and drink and go to your bedroom. Stay there for the night. We will breakfast at 9am. If you still agree to submit to us,. She had been ever since she had put on her costume, wet with the excitement of exposing herself, of showing the world her darkest desires. She was shaking now, trembling as she felt him working on his pants, sliding them down his legs, his lips sending flashes of burning excitement down her neck and through her body. She wanted to yell 'Stop!', to push him away, to push by him and escape among the crowd above, but it was happening too fast, everything was happening too fast. She couldn't.