“How do you think we should approach them?” Tiya asked. “Patrick doesn’t like things sprung on him suddenly. He might need some time to warm u...p to something like this.” “They’re guys. It’s pretty simple.” Jane studied the lone cloud moving lazily overhead, its grey core surrounded by blinding white. She turned to her friend. “We dress like sluts and get them drunk, what else? That’s how we got them to begin with, right?” Tiya snorted. “So… tonight, right? No excuses, no procrastination. We do. The hummers had armor and bullet resistant windows. Nothing we had would get through the armor and only several hits in or near the same place would get through the windshield. We would have to hit them before they were in range of the house. We moved back to the truck and that is when Two-Feather turned and shot a ground scout in the chest. I dropped and rolled toward the falling scout and shot the second guy as he stepped into view. Two-Feather was diving to the ground as the rest of the. That was the only day I wore the men's clothes. All the rest of the trip I dressed in my most attractive dresses and bonnets. I got the idea that Alan was impressed, though he did laugh at the thought of my shoulder holster. He quit laughing when I proved that I could draw faster from my rig than he could from his thigh. That was enough to convince him to add a crossdraw holster like mine to his armament. After shooting it, he was also enamored of my modified Savage automatic. It looked like. “HISSSSSSSSSSSSS CRACK!”A vicious uppercut lifted both mounds of flesh and set them dancing wildly on her rib cage. He immediately followed with a finely judged horizontal stroke to perfectly bisect them right at the edge of the areola.“HISSSSSSSSSSSSS CRACK!”“NNNNGHHHHHHH!”Again, the cruel rod carved at her body. Stroke followed stroke, every one relentlessly punishing Yulia's breasts. As the rod smacked hard against the red blisters, they burst releasing a fine mist of bloody liquid into the.