Reverend Wilson began to push forward with his hips and Felicity's eyes became ever more wide and staring as she felt the hard mass of flesh press fir...st against the back of her soft pallet, then slip around the corner and into her throat. "Gluurgh," she gagged reflexively as the bulbous knob pushed in and she tried to push the man away."Relax, my child," Wilson ordered. He moved his hand from Felicity's shoulder to her throat where he pressed his thumb against her larynx. He began to massage. The furniture looked as if it belonged in a palace or a museum. ‘Señor Oleander’s mansion. Chu lucky girl. Thees ees luxury.’ ‘You can drop the fake accent now,’ Camille said, fixing the nurse with a blatant stare. ‘It’s really awful, you know.’ ‘Que? Wha’chu mean?’ ‘Give me some credit for having a brain,’ Camille snorted. ‘I’d say you came from some place in the southern states. I doubt your heritage is even Hispanic.’ ‘Yeah. You’re so smart, huh?’ Alma said, dropping all pretense of an. Evie jumped as she applied her makeup, putting a big streak of blue shit on her cheek. What I really noticed was that THIS Genie had a fairly easy to see through top and when she jumped her luscious boobs bounced nicely making her bright pink nipples move all about under the shear fabric."Damn s*s, even YOU look sexy tonight!" I said as she glared at me and tried to cover her chest. "Too late, s*s, all ready saw them both! They're nearly as nice as Amber's are!" Amber smiled and blushed again.. I would like to thank those that helped me with the proofing and structure of the story. I would love to hear any and all constructive feedback. Please feel free to post or Email me with your comments.--Lisa Grey ([email protected] )The Serendipity of FreedomBy Lisa GreyPart 9: Allies Chapter 30I reached the bridge just in front of the others and just in time to see two more strange...well, they were ships, I supposed, materializing in front of us. The ships, assuming that's what they.