Footsteps came barreling down the hall and his door was kicked in. The light from the hallway tortured his dried eyeballs and a tortured moan escaped ...is lungs. He heard a deep male voice call out, "Call for an EMT!" No!" Nick wanted to protest through the gathering fog, "just let me die. Let this nightmare end. Let me die." Let me through," demanded a female voice that he should have recognized, "I know where his medicine is."The female marched into the bathroom and came back to Nick with. These men were cunt-hungry animals, new out of prison, where they'd spent years without females. She was at their mercy and she knew it. And she knew something else, too, something embarrassing. Her traitor body was liking this part!She couldn't stop herself, suddenly. Something came over her and she started twisting and rocking back and forth on the cot-not to get free, but to get more of this crazy, thrilling, cunt-teasing pleasure!"Oh, oh, ohhhhh," she moaned, writhing beautifully. Her tits. "I sent it to the mechanics this morning. I have a meeting later today with them. I should be able to tell you something late this afternoon. NN730G is yours. I will work on a schedule to make it happen," I replied.The last topic of discussion was to finish up this years Rape prevention seminars. Now that I would be gone most of the time due to the visiting embassies it was decided to put them off until after Jenny delivered.An hour later I was on my way to Morton Field with Lorrie and Marcy.. Andreameanwhile grabbed the more masculine version of Markus by the neck,ripping off his face and leaving a decapitated body behind. With acheeky smile she kissed the empty lips of her husband, before stretchingthe neckhole open wide, lowering it over her own face, and letting itslap back into form onto her head with a violent "THWACK!" Markus 2 letout a moan of discomfort and pain as "he" rubbed his face gently hopingto soothe the pain."There are better ways of getting masked." So, what? Maybe.