"Well you better start behaving better and do not keep me waiting in future and you may just earn that right one day!" he snapped."Look what I have fo...nd; it's a pink and purple feather tickler; so soft and light across sensitive nipples or clits but not for badly behaved whores at all!" John continued."Ball gag, oh yes I can see me needing that for you my little horny cunt, especially when I decide what punishment you shall receive for keeping me waiting earlier!" he commented."A selection of. She doesn’t know exactly what her partner has in store for them, but she knows with Spencer it will work. She rounds the final corner only to find more soldiers pouring out of the stairwell.“Shit...”Turning to see the soldiers that have been chasing her, Sam jumps into an empty room, throwing two grenades that she pulled off one of the dead bad guys, and lobs one in either direction. The hallway shutters from the explosions. She has two grenades left, unless she happens across a few more. Cool! I'm loving it already. Why didn't I do this before? I'm such an idiot. I got so used to my nickname that it didn't even cross my mind until you reminded me. But just think if I get all dressed up as a cat, and Mom dresses up as a cow. Wouldn't that be great?"He chuckled some more. "Um, to be honest, I really prefer you as people. Call me weird that way. But hey, if you want to do the cat thing from time to time, I can roll with the punches." Yes! Or, should I say: meow! In fact, from now. Of course, she should have immediately straightened up, but instead, the youngster remained in that position for almost fifteen seconds, until the sound of her mother returning back into the room alerted her; only then did she stand upright again.Her mother took no notice of what had been happening. She sat alongside her husband and immediately began to watch the TV. Etta looked at her father and could see how excited the whole incident had gotten him. His face still had the look of one who was.