“See,” said Vixen gaily as they headed for the parking lot and Brad’s old car. Mike was waiting for them, standing by his red Corvette. “Hey, ...cutie,” he yelled, “that wimp’s driving a junker. Come on, I’ll give you a real ride.” Vixen lifted her chin and cuddled closer to Brad, holding his arm with both hands, her book bag slung on one shoulder. Mike trotted over, and got between the couple and the old car wearing several college decals. “I don’ like being turned down,” he said loudly, fists on. ..And she was wearing a strap-on. A big black one. Oh no ! No No No ! Dan thought.“No ! Fuck that, you are not putting that thing in me !” Dan said defiantly as the whores dragged & pushed him towards it.“On your knees.” Nina said as Dan was dragged in front of her. “No way” Dan said and then, once again, a hand squeezed his balls, forcing Dan to comply.On his knees in front of Nina and her strap-on at face level, Dan knew what was next.“Open your mouth.” Dan refused.“Come on Officer, open. I want the murdering bitch to know the pain she’s given others.” Everyone within hearing stares at me. A moment later she’s dead. I’m fast when I strip the dead of valuables and weapons while the Marshal checks events with the witnesses.He comes up to me and asks, “Why’d you call Miss Wendy, Hanna? And what did she do to you?”I turn to him, “She was born Hanna Harrison, her brother runs the bank. She, her brothers, and about seventy of their friends are part of a group responsible for the fact. Brandy immediately pulled Nan's bottoms off. It took 3:23. The girls seemed to be evenly matched.Nan had lost her bra when her card got pulled when I won my quarter-final match. When she claimed a bra to wrestle in, she did not choose wisely, or the choices were pretty slim when she choose. It was a front closure bra. It had long ties, and there were many ways to fasten it. Nan crossed the ties between her breasts, but didn't make a real knot there, and brought the ties behind her neck where.