‘I’m out to here to you know where and that happens to be one of the best hideaways in America. If you breath a word where I’m holed out I’ll ...promise neither of you will have anything left that will allow you to have sex ever again.’ ‘Well that would be no loss for me.’ ‘Mom shut up. Promise not to say a word to anyone and that includes relatives?’ ‘Yes dear.’ ‘Dad.’ ‘Yes baby. By why the panic?’ ‘Already I’ve taken more than twenty calls from the media ranging in size from CBS down to Village. And then groaned as the gold ring slipped through the new hole in my nipple. I kept sucking in breaths as it slid through my nipple. This was such a dumb idea. Why did I agree to this and...The needle touched my left nipple.“Oh, Gods,” I groaned and then gasped.It didn't hurt as much as the first one. I was ready for it. But it still burned. I still groaned, my entire body clenching. Thyrna nibbled on my ear as Thrak removed the needle. I trembled, wishing I had some jizz in me so I could lash. With every step, it stamped down and crushed houses beneath its feet. A freight train hung from one of his hands like a string of sausages and he whipped it out every so often to smash anything in his way. He came straight towards us and I knew that Angie and Tara were in danger but I was frozen and couldn’t move. Then the giant threw a huge net and we were tangled in the net. He drew up the net and we dangled helplessly from it as he turned and carried us away.I screamed a lot.Then I woke up. And yes, The Jean-Paul Gaultier is Emilien's cousin. "No, I never got around to it. I'll go get it. Meanwhile you put on these panties and bra, and your tights. And don't you dare peek in the mirror." I threw him a pair of my underwear and went into the wardrobe, the "armoury" as Emilien likes to call it. I found the dress and handed it to Emilien who was now wearing my underwear and his brand new tights. He held it for a while, just watching it. "You know, I really wanted to see you in this".