"Those girls are great," Claire said when she finished her conversation with Stephanie. "I need to give them a bit of a bonus, to tide them over until... they can find something else." I'll miss them," Will agreed. "Lauren's got some major league snark going, and Steph just plays the ditz most of the time." I feel like a pig," she said. "I'm still wearing the stuff I put on yesterday morning. I'd go back to the house and get a change of clothes, but I'm sure there's nothing left in one piece.". She was on a mission with limited time. Dr. Graebel surprised her as she started looking at the labels. ‘Hello Sue, you seem like you are looking for something in particular,’ he said in his soft, smooth, voice. Dr. Graebel was an institution of his own at the museum. He was the only remaining adjunct scientist brought in during the last major expansion of the museum, way before Sue was even born. He flew jet fighters in Mig Alley during the Korean War. Whatever his past, Dr. Graebel always. Meri penty utar do aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh uuuuuuffffffaaaaaaaaaaaa aur chut per lund ko ragdo aur penty jaise hi utari uske apni ungliyo se chut ko open ker diya kya chut thi uski pink pink….Aur khne lagi ab jaldi apna lund rakh ker jor jor se ragdo aur maine use na tadpate hue apna lund ragadne suru ker diya wo tadap uthi aur apni chut ko uchal uchal ker mere lund per badane lagi uska pani nikal gayaAur phir maine uska pani apne lund per lagaya aur lund ko chikna kiya aur der na kerte hue uski. “Good morning, slave” I said.“Good morning, master” she mumbled. “How are you feeling?” I asked.“Good I guess, master” She started thinking about how she got here and slowly the memories of yesterday flooded back. “Really? It doesn’t hurt anywhere?”“Well a little, my right nipple”“My right nipple, Master” I corrected her.“My right nipple, Master” she repeated.I inspected her nipple and found it was indeed still very tender, even with the painkilling salve her face contorted whenever I touched.