Ian Sinclair - or 'Sinky' - was a brave 'man' to have volunteered to go into the lion's den and now the teenager was telling him that it was becoming ...increasingly difficult to keep a lid on the growing fervour of the survivors in the camp he had been taken to. Something would need to be done soon to orchestrate events before the survivors went off half-cocked and were slaughtered by the terrorists.He pondered on his new status as the King of Scots and knew it was up to him to show leadership.. I'm as sick of all this stuff as youare! Let's kick ass and chew bubblegum!" Well Jerry, I'm outta bubblegum, so I guess kicking asses is what we'regonna do! Hey, Paul, Terry, Jim, Penny. You out there?" Yeah Donna," Paul answered for all of them. "What's the play?" The play is that Jerry and I are going in, and we're taking noprisoners. We're gonna get Dr. Fine, no matter what shape he's in, andget his butt outta there. Then we're gonna go somewhere reasonably safeand squeeze answers out. The Flying PigLori woke to the sounds of Kyle bustling around in the kitchen, then looked at the clock and couldn't believe she had slept for six hours. She sat up and saw her micro bikini laid out on the end of the bed. Lori assumed Kyle meant for her to wear it and snagged the bikini as she headed for the bathroom. Before she did anything else, she was going to take a long-overdue shower.After her shower, Lori looked herself over in the mirror and noticed the little bruises around her tits.. We shared some small talk, and I decided it was high time to leave. “Well, Priya, It was nice to meet you, hopefully, i’ll see more of you at the gym. ”“Well, Alex, maybe you’ll see more of me outside of the gym. ”So that’s how it started. One comment was received by her in a manner that I was definitely not expecting. Was I complaining that the two of us were now seated on the sofa in her living room? Absolutely not, but my mind was racing thinking of the possibilities. But for as adventurous.