”“Not acceptable. Go back. There is no negotiation. There will be no withdrawal. Those who want to surrender may exit their vehicles with their ha...ds up and no weapons. Any others will be killed. Any attempting to withdraw will be killed.” I got back in the truck, as did Pam.Jones’ shoulders slumped. He said, “We didn’t know you had rockets. I will go back and talk. Hold off for a while.”“We will only attack those who come at us or who try to withdraw. Go.”He headed back. I was watching and saw. He reached for the radio. "Do you want me to call it in?" I can't see the tag." She shifted the cruiser into park and reached for her flashlight."Good lord, look at that car bounce," Roger breathed. He laughed. "Now why do you want to disturb them Carol?" Because its our duty to keep the area clear," Carol said with a straight face. Then she grinned, "And because its mean, but its fun." With that they got out of the cruiser, closing the doors carefully to make no noise and approached the. Occasionally some discarded stockings on the bed, or torn pantyhose from a recent hot date. She was about 5 feet 3 inches and very cuddly, and just a little bit older than my Mum. I used to love watching her working at the sink, or her climbing the stairs. I used to imagine what she looked like in just her undies and I'd go home and masturbate, thinking about Auntie Val all the time. I'd got into the habit of going round there on Saturday afternoons to watch football. She'd make me a coffee and. I did see the bone needle she used to make some quick stitches with some strips of more tendon to re-sew the belly of the pelt. It hadn’t taken more than a few minutes to have this thirteen-year-old boy sewn inside the mountain lion pelt. After getting him down on all fours, she reached around the back to do something. When she had his butt facing us, we saw his butthole, balls, and dick.“Pussy, I dare you to play with it now,” she taunted.The girls were still shocked, so they didn’t see when.