We approached and stopped. The British and their hostage came closer. Before anyone could say anything, Honso spoke. He said, “I was taken against m... will and the British have threatened me. I am prepared to die. The enemy may not use me as a bargaining chip.”I had to translate to the British. Honso struggled loose and began to walk toward our defensive line. The Britisher aimed his pistol. I said, “If you shoot him, you won’t outlive him but by seconds.” He paled realizing that this was real. Last night they were, what, 037:112 I think.”Fatimanodded. “After I took my ride here, I thought the numbers might represent the number of men and women that came to the parties. When my group of thirteen came through the elevator, the numbers changed from 032:094 to 036:103, and there where four men with us. It was also the right ratio for what I saw in the tunnel.”Mark added, “That’s consistent with what my group did. We pushed it from 36:107 to 37:110.”Ashley was listening from nearby.. At no point did Suzanne think I was a boy, and if she didn?t seeanything suspicious after spending half a day sitting right beside me,then she wasn?t going to see anything suspicious, period.Kirsty still wasn?t home, she was obviously having more fun with herfriends than I was. Every moment with Suzanne was torture, even watchingTV was hard when she sat with you. I was the one who suggested watchingsome TV, and she agreed with me, saying it was a great idea as long asshe had control of the. .."Now I quickly laid her back and rolled between her thighs, her eager fingers helped me place my heaving cock into her entrance. I plunged in full length, right to the cervix I was sure. Then slowly withdrew."No," she grunted as she felt me right at the lips again. But I plunged once more and felt her respond. It was like placing my cock along an avenue of grasping rings.I leaned over her, placed my hands behind her shoulders and lifted her so that she was sitting astride me. Without any.