The girls were actually helping around the house, and even though I was barking orders half the time I still pitched in and helped when I felt that it... was needed. With my work load lightened considerably, and no abuse of any record, I was impressed at how afraid they were of pissing me off. I don’t think they realized that I was secretly training them to take care of themselves so at the first sign of trouble I could leave. Was it mean? Yes. Was it manipulative? Yes. Was it deceitful? Hell. " Kathy pointed at the 69 tattoo on Suzie's thigh and said "you may have that healing power too." Oh goody," Suzie squealed, "I would enjoy sitting on Troy's or Kurt's face so if one of you would just get wounded we will try it... just kidding." She chuckled.Kurt glanced over to Suzie and winked, "I'll make an exception for ya."Suzie giggled delightfully, "Oh Yummy!"Kurt directed his attention back to the more important matter and asked what the days plan was, and then he snapped his fingers. "She giggled and slid back a bit, grabbing a condom off the nightstand and after checking the orientation, rolling it down the shaft. Moving back up she slid down onto my cock, the warmth enveloping it with a wonderful sensation. She slowly started moving up and down the length, savoring the sensation. I enjoyed watching her breasts jiggling with the motion, but after a couple of minutes, I decided it was my turn to take charge. I rolled her over and began pistoning in and out of her. Her moans. She was ok now thank goodness. Fish Girl, or Cindy Archer as the picture stated, only had to stay overnight for observation and was released. The rest of the girls were also all ok according to the article thanks to the hero who got them out before they all drowned. That was all good news.What wasn't good news is that they attached an artist's sketch of the hero. It wasn't a good resemblance of me (don't they say the camera adds 10 pounds? - I guess the damn artist added another 10 for good.