The sign beside the door says "restroom" with no mention of gender.Chris pays it no mind as he hurries into a stall. I quickly join himin the next st...ll over. Over the years, we've spend so much time herethat it's jokingly called the 'other' lab."You okay?" he asks through the stall panel."Yea, I guess. I'm still a little bloated, but I'm fine," I replynoticing that I have to use my shoes are a little looser than normal.Also, did they install those handicap toilets that are taller?"Do you. I've had enough, let's settle this. We're two equal swordsmen. It'll be easy to tell which will kill and which will be killed.Misao: Go, Himura! Now you've got a sword, it'll be easy!Okina: It's no good. Himura won't draw the sword. No, he probably can't. He's sworn to be a vagabond who does not kill. It's forbidden for him to draw any sword but the reverse blade.Misao: But that doesn't count at a time like this! He has to kill, or he'll be killed! I don't know what kind of killer Himura was. One could only guess about what really happened, but what was sure was that all of those male personal had at least a date each with the castratrix Sue. Each date usually lasted for a few hours, taking place at Sue´s house, about one date every day, and then each of her men were seen leaving Sue´s place, having this very weird and lost look on their faces. However, Sue seemed to become ever happier, as if never noticing the negativity of her dates. Also in the hospital, she seemed to become. " I bit her earlobe and thrust hard with my cock.I'd managed to line myself up near perfectly, as there was just a slight bit of resistance at first, and then I felt her hymen give way and the first few of inches of my cock slid home into the vice that was her pussy.She gave a sharp intake a breath, followed by a slight pause while I gently sucked on her earlobe and lightly caressed her ass. I leaned back just as a small, 'Ow, ' escaped Emily's lips and a single tear ran down her cheek."You.