"Now you will answer my questions!", the voice commanded. "Who sent you here, and why!" It was C.J. man", screamed the wounded thug as he tried to pul...l himself upright. "He runs the Blood Lords! He was the one who told us to grab this guy and bring him back with the others!" What others?", the voice demanded angrily."Two other guys, and some asian bitch. C.J. was real pissed when Darryl couldn't get the old dude to tell where the punk who shot some of our homies was at, so he had us grab his. I could literally feel the cunt juice running down my leg and even the sensations from walking seemed as if it would lead me to an orgasm. As I swiped my access card in the security device at our apartment complex, another woman walked out of the interior door. She looked at me strangely as I went in, but I didn’t slow down. Could she tell what was on my face? I doubt it. It had been raining most of the evening, and I believed anyone seeing me would have thought I had come in from being in. Then I remember being struck by aurochs, and being thrown to the ground so hard that I lose consciousness. Have I been unconscious so long that Siefert and the others have brought me back to our dwellings? But then why am I not inside when it is cold?I cannot think right. The woman says something I do not understand and motions with her hands. She wants me to stand. She is right, I must rise to go from this cold. I start to do so, but my right side is hurt, I feel the broken ribs where aurochs. "I'm Jasmine," she said, in a breathy little-girl voice."Welcome to my pad, Jasmine," Carl said. "Are you ready to party?" I love to party," Brenda said. "Only, I feel like there's something I better warn you about." What's that, Jasmine?" Well," she said, rubbing the lollipop down between her huge breasts, "I like to party dirty. Really dirty." Okaaaa-ay, I think we can handle that. Jasmine, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine," Carl said, and he waved Martin toward the couch. "This is my.