Then I came back to her & again hugged her,now she started kissing my eyes,face,neck,chest & then she moved to my lips,we started smooching & she was ...was giving me handjob,pulling my balls,I was pressing her nipples,squeezing her boobs,putting her nipples in between my two fingers & rubbing them,she was getting hornier by every move.Our smooching stopped after 3-4minutes,we looked at each other & smiled.Then she started talking,our conversation was in bengali but I will translate it for. Marc had read the phrase, "Things goingred," but he never understood it. Now he did. Punches flew. Bonessnapped. Knees cracked. And yet Marc went on. A head contacted with amirror, the shards cutting into Marc's hand. Minor as compared to whatit did to Martins' scalp.Near the end one of the guys had been able to make his way out of theroom. The others didn't. Bloody and beaten they lay on the floor, Marcnow standing over them. Not laughing."Fucking sons of bitches," he said taking a last kick. Then hard and slower... pounding your tight little pussy... I moan as I use your hot body.... you are enjoying it as well. I untie you and pull out of your pussy, grab you by the hair and kiss you again as i push you back onto the bed in the secret room I attach your hands to the headboard, put a blindfold on you and bend each of your legs and wrap a rope around your bent legs... just above your knee to just below your knee... This keeps your legs bent and I attach a bar to your ankles to. "So you're certainthat a THE Project treatment is the only way he can live afull life again?"Catherine Brenda Donovan, formerly Captain Donovan, UnitedStates Marine Corps, and now Chief of Security, BioCyberneticsCorp. was definitely *not* happy. More accurately and bluntlystated, she was thoroughly pissed off. Matthew Sorenson wasone of her few male friends, and at that precise moment, shewas helpless to do anything substantive to help him. CatDonovan *hated* feeling helpless, and she.