He was gone all morning, and when he came back in, he smiled and plugged in the toaster."See, good as new." He took a little bow and left the kitchen....Gerta waited until he left before letting out one of her derisive snorts. We toasted up two slices of bread and it worked perfectly."It works good, Gerta. He fixed it good. Why did you laugh at him." It works as good as new because it is new. The old toaster had a chip on the handle from the last time he took it out to shake out the crumbs and he. "Well, your in for a treat today, bro." I saw his eyes glance at my croch where my dick was waitng for action. He looked back up at me, and saw me nodding my head. He came over to me on his knees as I slowly undid my belt and unzipped my pants. "You wanna do this?" I asked him, as my jeans fell to the floor, revealing my boxers. "You sure you wanna suck my dick?" He nodded.And Without furthur ado, he tugged my boxers to my knees and stared in awe at my dick. It was still soft, but he was. He spoke to the journalists, "It's clear that Samantha sustainedmore injuries than diagnosed. I've notified the doctors to reassess herbrain function. We'll end the conference now so that she can recuperateproperly. You'll be notified if any subsequent conferences arescheduled. Unfortunately, we'll not let you take any footage shot todayand you'll not be allowed to quote anything that she said. Thank you andgood day."As soon as I was in the hallway, Major Bronson forcefully grabbed myarm. "What. . No, no, no..." she whimpered as the impregnable shield that had until recently kept her tummy out of harm’s way neatly rolled to a halt at her feet, leaving her belly wide open as the first arrow found its target.There was a deep and resonant WHUMP as an arrow pierced Lady Imura's belly, high on the left side of the holy tummy. It sunk several inches through the pampered, taut surface, burying it’s sharp tip deep in her midriff. Lady Imura let out a gasp of pain as she felt a lancing stab at.