Hairy men. Strong men. All twice the size of me.Afraid of being a bitch for those two massive snarling dogs I lay downover Steve's lap. What choice d... I have? I have a GPS tracker insertedwhere I can't reach. I can still feel where it was inserted at the bottomof my shoulder blade towards my spine. I have the fear of the dogs. Andthe knowledge no one on the outside will even know I'm missing. The two large Doberman are eyeing me as drool falls from the tongue ofone of them.Steve's hands rubbed. A smile touched my lips as a scent touched my nose. I spoke without turning or even changing my posture, “Hello Anima. I wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon.”“Nor I you Andrew. You seem to be off to quite an interesting start. Using your powers to sleep with your sister,” she said, a lilt to her phone-sex voice that made it seem like a question.My primary answer to her was a shrug, even though I did speak. “Love is love Anima. Truthfully I don’t know how much my powers have to do with. "GOD STEPHANIE," he finally roared, a primeval sexual scream bursting from his lips as he stood, effortlessly lifting me and then carrying me towards the bedroom. Watching his eyes as he carried me, I had a moment of panic, of fear, as I saw the raw male lust burning deep inside him, unleashed now, and wondered, too late maybe, if I had made a mistake, if we weren't about to cross some inviolate line. He pulled my gaping robe off my shoulders as he walked, letting it slip to the floor even. ” Reluctantly, Johnson heaved the remaining discs into his own arms and dumped them with the rest. William felt slightly annoyed that Johnson didn’t seem out of breath as he was, that and the look Johnson gave him seemed to mock him for his lack of physical prowess. For the sake of his mission, William had to suppress the urge to make a rude hand gesture. “What happened to Ethan?” asked Johnson, still rooted to the spot and eyeing William cautiously. William was currently leaning on.