You know the adage, He who lives by the sword, dies by the sword.” “Would it be better to wait for him to return, forever worried that he might no...? Together, we would be all the stronger.” The strength of Alicia’s conviction stunned the Baroness. “I know you more than well enough to know that you have come to a decision, and that you will not be swayed. I may not approve, but I will aid you in any way I can.” “Thank you, Gwen.” Alicia smiled, and then yawned. “We should seek our rest. Surely. “Now open your pretty fuckin mouth so I can shove my cock inside” You demand but I shake my head.“You already fucked my throat, remember?” I respond between gasps. You tighten your grip a little.“So? I don’t think you are in any position to say no to me” “But I have a better idea” You shoot me a curious look.“Oh? And what’s that?” “I want to shave you” Your eyes widen as you suck in air.“Really?” I nod and shoot you my cute little squished nose look. Your cock twitches against my throat as you. “No, I hadn't noticed. Huh.” Curious, I decided to test Sam's observation. After my shower I came back to the room and stood at my locker stark naked while I put on lotion and used the little mirror on the door to tend to nonexistent stray hairs at my sideburns. Two things were obvious: One was that Jeff was, in fact, staring. The other was that Sam was taking a good long look, too. He was in the chair at the desk by our bed, his eyes cock-level, and his gaze was fixed enough that he didn't. It was almost noon. At this rate she wouldn’t get lunch until one o’clock. Suddenly the door behind her was kicked open. Bright sunlight flooded the inside of the bank, nearly blinding her. ‘Everyone down on the floor, this is a robbery!’ shouted the silhouettes cast in the door way. There was a great shouting ruckus as the all the people waiting through out the bank lobby hit the floor. Syn, in her surprise at what was taking place, was a bit late getting down. A tall woman with long shoulder.