I don't needto be up for another half hour, but the second they leave, I jump outof bed and head into the bathroom, not wanting to waste any time in'b...coming Stephanie'. After shaving, I take my time applying my make-up, savouring every second as I remember why I started wearing make-upin the first place. I actually have a grin on my face as I pull on mybra, panties and girdle, and I almost giggle with happiness as Istretch my black tights over my legs, before pulling on an outfit Ibought. Mark couldn’t do a thing but watch and it tore him up. If he tried to stop this heinous act, he could wind up dead. Cindy could too. The risk was too high. Mikes eyes were focused on his friend and the girl. He watched him pin her down and slide his head between her pinky pussy lips as she whined. His large purple head slid up rubbing her clit before he forcefully pushed his way inside. She screamed. “Oh, god…make it stop. Please god…please…” she exclaimed through tears. Jay. “When Lou and I were first married, we lived in an apartment a few blocks from St. John’s and attended services there. I believe Lou still does on occasion although we moved across town when we bought our house.”Rachael Morgan made a note of the information I had given her. She was being very thorough and decidedly hostile.“Have I done something to offend you, Ms. Morgan?” I asked.She didn’t immediately respond but looked down and away. When she turned back to me, I could see the distress on. Sardar, who had for some time been imploring her to "shut up", roughly pulled her head back by her long black hair, grabbed her tongue, then with a swift stroke of his knife deep into her mouth, tore it out and held it, dripping with blood, in front of her wide terrified eyes. Her next attempt to scream, as the post juddered painfully within her canal, caused a fountain of blood to spout from between her once sensuous lips. The juddering was caused by two very long nails being driven at a.