After all, a refusal could be met with some ... unpleasant consequences for poor Kimiko here, all while you are forced to watch. So, do we have a deal...”Hiro was torn. He knew damn well the likely consequences of helping this man in what he wanted to do. Not only could countless innocents die, but also if his existence proved the further existence of Heaven and Hell, it was a pretty safe bet where Hiro would be going for assisting in Edward’s plan. Still, Kimiko was innocent, and did not deserve. Our first destination was a camp near 35th Avenue and Buckeye Road. It was simply a cluster of various forms of shelters ranging from a few tents to plastics sheets to, literally, cardboard boxes."You can't put up anything substantial at a camp like this," Marcus told me. "Every now and then the City or the police or whoever decide to make them move. Then they have to pack up. There's some sort of coordination between the campers and the authorities, because almost always the campers show up. Immediately, I was rewarded.It swelled and rose tautly in response to my manipulation."The anticipation has made it hard for me to sleep."My fingering of her nipple was starting to arouse her....You got the best hands I ever felt James.In the right kind of massage parlor you could be a millionaire in a year.Every time you touch me I get all fucky hot she said in a husky voice.Her hand moved my robe, seeking my manhood.Locating my 7" thicky,her moist,warm fingers enclosed the mushroom tipped. Grabbing the curtains she pulls them open and looks outside. Another clear sunny day, she thinks and a smile curves her face. Reaching out for a hair band, she quickly ties her long dark brown hair up into a pony. Walking naked to the kitchen, she quickly starts the percolator. The aroma of coffee filling the kitchen is enough to lift her spirits. Maybe this day will not be so bad after all, the thought flashes across her mind. She sprints on her toes to the room, the cold tiles reminding her.