It took another two weeks of experimenting, but we had a workable machine and were ready to try it out against the Bustol base.The people inside the b...se had spent a lot of time laughing at our futile attempts to attack them, and our trebuchet fared no better in the ridicule department. At least, in the three months that we had been there, no attacks had been made on the surrounding towns to "harvest" women slaves, and I am sure that grated on the criminals behind the whole thing. This. * The next day Austin went to his friend Jimmy's house to swim. He and Jimmy were hangin' out and they were throwing a football in the backyard. Finally, Austin couldn't wait any longer and he started telling Jimmy about the night before. "Dude! You fucked your hot stepmom and your girlfriend?! Together?!" Jimmy said when Austin was finished, "That is so cool. I always thought Sandra was a babe and you know how hot Ali is!" "Yeah it was awesome," Austin replied. After going into a little more. She stood up and walked toward the swing set. Bones laid on the remainsof the rubber seat, along with torn clothing. A cold chill ran up herspine just looking at it, and she quickly looked around for somethingelse, but nothing in this strange place seemed to be happy orforgiving, simply dead and evil. More bones hung from the ruined junglegym, as if the child playing on it died right there.You don't have to worry about anything, dear girl. You can makeeverything better. The voice was. I'd been debating whether to swallow his whole load, or to taste some, and he'd taken care of that decision for me! Al was breathing hard, his chest heaving. "Oh Celeste...I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that to you!" he babbled. I stood so he could see me. "Al...", I whispered. He opened his eyes, finding me cleaning my face with my fingers, sucking and licking his come off of them, smiling lewdly. His eyes were wide. "That was just an appetizer. Lie down on the bed." He weakly.