She pulled off with a long slow slurp.If that poke in the hip didn't sting like it did I'd swear I died."Awake? Well ... it's time."She had a hollow t...orn with a small leather bottle attached. She jabbed the thorn in his thigh and and squeezed the leather. Flame seared as whatever was in the bottle coursed it's way into his vein. He would be willing to swear as it progressed that the flame followed everywhere the liquid traveled. It was a slow journey to his brain."This'd be quicker if I used. They were going to pay for our services.We spent 12 hours on the grounds at Gainesville. Our jet landed at 4 am and with no traffic Mark and I were standing in front of their security office 30 minutes later. I surprised the hell out of the security person on duty. The lights were on but the door was locked as I tugged lightly and I could see the top of a head over the counter.Since this was a JBG happening I had my JBG badge and ID in leather carrier like the TV cops use. Jenny had picked out. ?Yea? Yea that’s cool!? She blurts, feeling good, her breasts quivering as she reflexively slides her butt cheeks back across his knees, grinds her spread thighs back and forth across his lap, relieving the itch, or whatever’s causing the tingling. The lights brightening in the room outside the curtain, he grips her thighs, helps her off his lap. Noticing she’s showing initial slight effects, but not yet enough to cause any suspicion he leans, grabs her thong from the floor while. Finally he agreed. The first few weeks I spent mostly alone in my cabin. I had a few books which I read and reread, but soon I became bored. For a while I amused myself daydreaming. I'd imagine William riding a ship after us to save me. There would be a tremendous battle and which he would win, and then he would threaten to kill my father unless I was released to him, and my father would finally consent to our marriage. I made up wild fantasies involving William and events of a sexual nature..