?Move the fuck out of my way, Claude.? ?No you move, bitch,? I soon regretted it because it hit heron her tit. ?Oh, you?re in for it now fuck face.? S...e said with a grin and gave me a hard,stinging kick to my balls as I lay on the ground in pain. I felt that feelingto throw up as she put her foot on my chest.?Enjoying yourselfdown there, Claude???What?s going on?? my mom said.?This little pervert hit me on mytit.? Carmen said.? She looked at for awhile and then she had an unusually grin on her. It had only been a brief glimpse before the two miscreants reacted to her presence, but it presented a picture of plump breasts, sparse hair on her belly which was glistening with the outpourings of her shuddering, rosy skin on her thighs, and a look of ecstasy on her face.She started with a terrible threat, saying, "Sister Elizabeth will be gone from this House tomorrow, and I am trying to decide whether you should also leave us. What could you, thirty-five years old and a nun for this last. She strode up to the microphone, took it in one hand, but didn't lift it off the stand, pushed her hair off her face and for a moment looked quite bewildered. Only the applause and cheers from the audience filled the space. And then she slurred into the microphone."Hello, Fig and Fucking Firkin! We're gonna fucking rock you!"And with that, Daffodil, Marsh Mallow and Krakatoa launched into 'Hot Dyke Dreaming', always a good starter, with its swirling Deep Purple organ chords, its Guns & Roses. On the other hand, if someone wanted to be bonded, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt, if it was the right person.”“Like who?”“I’d have to give that some thought. Yelena took years to pick each of her ... she called them bondmates. I suppose it takes that long to find the right people. The First said something about that as well, but I didn’t really understand what he was talking about at the time.”Katrin set her harp to the side. “So it’s a choice between being a warden—whatever that means—and us just.