Once we had mixed it up like I wanted, I wheeled it into the hut. I then grabbed a handful and spread it on the walls pretty thick down at the bottom....Once the others had the idea, I was told, “Please rest Leader Bob, and we can finish this, now that we know what you want.”I didn’t argue much and stood back and watched. The fire pit was about a foot and a half deep and about 3 and a half across. So I had them stop that. I called Gerona over and had her and Fretail take the truck and tractor. A third page, taped below the others, was labeled ‘WARNING, BOMB’. It went on to say they didn’t want anyone hurt, but they wanted Susan Paler punished and humiliated like the old days, in a public square. It warned that a timer would disable the bomb in 24 hours, at 1am the next day. Any tampering, glass cutting or breaking, or attempts to remove the slut from the door would set off the bomb. They warned that trying to cover her would also set off the vibration sensors. The interior doors are. Note that the mortars would have reduced effectiveness against the heavy exoskeleton--Yes, I geeked out on you.“We still have to deal with eggs,” I announced, “but good job, Marines!”We also had to recover an artifact—and for the moment I have to tell you readers that it’s bigger than a breadbox but smaller than a foot locker. It took Fenster only a few minutes to locate one cache of eggs.“Security!” I barked as the squad moved into position to incinerate the eggs. “Always pull 360 security—or. 30, with that weekend freedom mindset. She knew that I had already beaten her home and started to hunt around the house looking for me.Meanwhile, I had gotten home at around 2 that afternoon and planned a kinky little start to our weekend. First on my list was to get my cock inside of a tube and pump the fuck out of it and get it huge for my Lovely's pleasure. I pumped to xhamster for a solid 2 1/2 hours and had pretty much filled that tube with my swollen cock meat.I kept the pump on and got.