"Please let me go." Give us this chance," it hisses. "If we cannot convince you, we will never come back."Short of having it leave immediately, that s...ems like the best deal that I'm going to get. I sigh, the sound coming out a shaking sob, and I try not to cringe as it continues touching me, two of the grotesque hands sliding up my chest to pinch and tease my nipples, the third shifting down to stroke my cock. It doesn't take long to make me hard, even though I try not to respond.I gasp,. “Yes?” Gia offered helpfully.Lacy blushed crimson, her eyes fixed on Layla, letting out an uncertain little whine before blurting out suddenly, “Can I undress you? Please?”Layla, who had been planning on just hiking up her short skirt, grinned and nodded, moving to stand before the much smaller redhead, “Of course you can…” Gia smirked and moved passed them, sinking down into one half of the comfortable seat and relaxing, still clothed herself in her elegant pantsuit, having met Lacy here fresh. He was a good man and we had the best twenty years anyone could ever hope for. He had prostate cancer that was never diagnosed, and it spread quickly.“I found a lump in both my breasts during that time and went to have a mammogram ... it tested positive and I called my sister Margaret. She and I cried and cussed and fussed and she went with me on my next visit. I had made her an appointment to have a mammogram that day and two weeks later, we were both having double mastectomies.”They caught. Knocking at My office door came jenny with some problem, imagined or real, it was hard to tell and quite irrelevant.?Come in,? said the spider to the fly. Ohh, pardon the creepy image. Perhaps more appropriate and not so ickey: the Lioness to the lamb. Yes, that’s better, predator and prey, huntress and helpless. Lovely images.The lamb sat at My desk talking timidly, saying something unimportant but with her eyes affixed to the cleavage between My breasts. A golden charm, dangling on a chain.