" Thank you, Michael. Even with your talents, you have no idea how it makes me feel, to know that you think I am still beautiful."I was confused becau...e I had my shield in place to block out the thoughts of others. I considered it for a moment before I realized I had not constructed it to block my outgoing thoughts, but simply the invading emotions around me.I had a hunch, as my eyes alighted on Hanna, so I tried it."I love you," I thought to Hanna, who was seated at the back table, across the. Surprisingly after much digging I was able to find obscure books and articles that told me everything I needed to know, from where to place the message to how long it needed to appear on screen to how often to repeat the message for best results. Since I was always making little movies with my video camera and special computer video editing program and then showing them to my mom and sister, I knew I would have no problem getting them to watch my special project. After several trials with. Slowly descending on his cock till his pubes were brushing against my unhooded clit…I started to gyrate my impaled pussy on his erection as his hands slipped up my back and expertly unclasped my see through bra… he handed it to one of the guys who placed it with my dress, thong and red belt…I was riding happily on his cock, kissing him deeply when one of the others stood at my side with his erect cock in his hand…turning my head I placed my open mouth over the helmet of the hard cock and put my. Underneath was black lace underwear. She looked ready for a night on the town.How long had she been gone? She grabbed her cell phone. It was Monday evening. She'd been out less than 24 hours, not nearly long enough for anyone to notice her disappearance. Whoever these people were, they were organized.While checking her phone, she saw she had an unread text message. She looked. It read: "Call 555-4321."Anxiously, she dialed the numbers. The phone didn't even ring before a soft male voice.