His hand slowly grazed my flesh downmy chest and disappeared into my jeans. It was a tight fit, as my clithad grown and continued to harden as he care...ssed it. He liked that I wasuncut and told me how he loved to play with the foreskin. Finally, heuttered the words I longed to hear: "Would you like to go somewhere?"I could have screamed, "YES!" at the top of my lungs. Instead, I pickedup my purse and stood up, trying to conceal some of my enthusiasm (aswell as the bulge in my jeans). He offered. All of us here right now are his women, and only his women. We’ll tell you about it when you come to visit.”I told the girls, “It’s possible we’ll have to find a place for her to live because she may have to be near me to respond to action requests. She’s like I was and Janet was. The Marshal Service and Agency are shipping her goods from her apartment and her car to the trailer park. Everything is going to be shipped to Chuck’s to keep until she gets there. Watch for it.”Janet said, “Sheena. They had gone from modest to big to pretty damn amazingand who knew when they would cut out. If I looked down in my seatedposition I couldn't make out the changes happening to my midsectionbecause of my large bust, but that would soon change.Bloated turned into 'make room for babies' as my little pot belly grewand grew. I could feel my skin and body stretching to accommodate, andto be honest if sent slight tremors of pleasure down the slope of mybelly right down between my legs. My hips widened. It wasn’t organized enough to be a proper, pitched battle. This made the Goldroad debacle seem structured by comparison. The sentries mostly either fled or died before they could surrender. Ser Gregor pulled out of Decran and put on his breeches, turning to issue a command to the bastard, only to see the empty space where he was. Decran had deserted, too.Sure, he had to limp away, but he left with preternatural speed. Not daring to sit a horse, Decran Hill rushed toward the enemy and put up his.