She's FAR too untrustworthy for us to ever think about that. She might ask questions or make comments about it, to see how you react. Obviously we tak... the moral high ground. Indignantly tell her off for having her mind in the sewer. Tell her to grow up, etc. You know what I mean, don't you?" Sure. That's easy." Good. That's about it. Don't give her too much of a hard time, as she needs to get used to following orders. It'd probably be best to ignore her most of the time, except when telling. This was the moment. Nicole took a deep breath, she was so nervous. ‘Or maybe there’s something else you’d prefer Rodger?’ ‘Erm, sorry Nicole, I’m not sure I know what you mean’ The moment of no return. Nicole pulled her skirt right up and put one of her hands inside her very wet panties, touching her hard clit, hell she needed cock. ‘I think you do.’ Rodger stood and with one arm pulled Nicole onto his body, her nipples rubbing his overall through her top. With his other hand he reached down. I didn't want you to come home to a corpse. Today was the first time on my body ... I mean, my breasts..." Do you want to..." Damien began. "Do you want me to..." I want you to stab me all over, my love," Candice gasped, interrupting in an eager, aroused rush of words. "At the next sacrificial ceremony ... I want you to sacrifice ... me! To the goddess!" No!" Damien gasped. "I could never do that to you! That would kill you!" Please!" Candice pleaded. "I don't believe it would! The goddess has. To examine. “Shit, this’un would hurt it seems like. I bet you couldn’t get it in you.”“Shut the fuck up, J.J. I didn’t say nothin’ about getting it in me.”“Well you been lettin’ Ronnie get his in you.”“So fucking what,” Darla says. “Ronnie and me is just friends and we aint hurtin’ nobody. He’s my fuck buddy.”“Yeah,” J.J. says, “but he’s older than me. You just do it cause he’s got a car.”“I do it cause I like it, smart ass.” “Yeah, I know you do,” J.J. says accusingly. “There’s about five.