The pressure on her spine was excruciating. The man snared her wrists and pulled them firmly into the small of her back.She heard the rattle of thin c...hains and felt the cold links being pulled tightly around her hands. The circulation had barely returned to her hands and her flesh seemed more dead than alive. Now she was trussed up again and unable to effectively fight him off.Naked, except for her sexy white knee-high boots, she was as helpless as a new-born babe. The man could do anything he. Fran was fairly sure where they were headed. After all, it was one of their favourite spots especially mid week like now as there was less likelihood of tourists accidentally stumbling upon them. The thrum of the 1200 cc engine below her vibrated through her body making her own ‘engine’ purr with want. She pressed herself harder into Ian holding him tighter. He was quite aware of her need as her nipples dug into his back. The thought of her wet and wanting behind him spurred his own desire and. Now that they knew what tolook for, that Swallowtail had clearly passed on part of his alteredgenetic material, including a small amount of residual radiation.John's DNA was again being intensely viewed.No one really knew what the evidence suggested but the "hints" of itwere clear enough. A mutated Swallowtail had an encounter with Johnthat day and somehow John, with new DNA coding, as impossible as thatsounded, was now mutating in similar ways as a butterfly might.When that mutation was. Or maybe she never really loved him in the first place. Dr. Smith was stunned. But George was back in control and he leaned into the kiss, much like an experienced driver would turn into a skid. Together their passion soared. When they gently parted their lips, they were both breathless and stared into each other’s eyes like you’d imagine lovers would, basking in the afterglow of a single kiss that spoke volumes. Mary was about to speak when George spoke first. ‘This is a surprise! What can I.