Gregg checked the money quickly and called the Mayor's phone box from a truck stop booth. "Get back to the park," he said. "Your lucky lady is over th...e ravine from Bristol Rocks. You'll find her by the track. Better get a move on though, it'll be dark soon."Gregg pulled back on to the freeway, watching with amusement the flashing beacons of police cars as they sailed past on the other carriageway.The mayor was back at Bristol Rocks as quickly as she could be. The police commissioner was with. My weapons were so much better than theirs, that I was always able to win an encounter in short order.The weather was getting toward the winter cold and wind that the Northern Plains were famous for, so I decided to head south. I thought to winter over in Southern NMT (New Mexico Territory). Their winds were as brutal as those farther north, but the temperature did not get so cold. I was lucky and able to stay ahead of the weather.I was also lucky because, in Santa Fe, I was able to locate a. Shit ran down legs and was seen to by girls bringing buckets of fresh warm water from the house plus towels. Somewhere, some time in all this Paula noticed Fran’s camera in operation and wanted to shrink from it. Then the wondered how much of Philipa had been captured and whether she could have copies to frig herself over later. Of course others wanting copies of her distress and shit to frig over only occurred to her much later. ?It’s over?? asked Paula through her gag once the emptying and. Tall, almost six-feet in her heels, bobbed honey blond hair, slim almost boyish figure, drop dead gorgeous and exuding sex appeal. “You are here for our sexual pleasure, we have no inhibitions and love stretching the boundaries,” she tells me as her man appears wearing a short black silk dressing gown. “This is Ralph, as I told you on the phone he is bisexual. I think he is going to enjoy you almost as much as I intend to. Ralph has a fetish about size, he was fascinated with your claim to be.