." Sylvia stammered. "You better sit down, Helen."Her best friend indicated the couch. Helen obliged her."Here. I made you a drink," said Sylvia, indi...cating two tumblers of rum and coke on the coffee table."I'd better not, Sylvia," Helen told her. "Kyle is home from college and he's got a bunch of friends coming over. I don't want him smelling booze on my breath." Well," said Sylvia. "I'm going to need one if I'm going to get through this. And you might need one too."She picked up her glass and. Ednesday, January 25 to Friday, January 27, 2006The guard's shift changed at 6am again, just as tersely as the time before. Most importantly, with no mention that I wasn't to be fed breakfast. I crossed my fingers.The time for breakfast came and went. I moved around so he'd hear that I was awake, but I got no response. What was worse, I also got no breakfast.I gave it half an hour, then asked, "Excuse me, is there any breakfast or just a drink of water this morning?" No. No talking."#7: And Sally was a woman who prided herself of being a veteran of spa treatments. Never had she felt anything like this.Time flew by and Sally enjoyed her full backside massage. Her shoulders, the middle of her back, lower back, and thighs were all being rubbed & squeezed. Everything except for her naked ass, which she figured would come later.After a while, Sally couldn't help but loudly moan & groan."I think it's finally time," Gianna said with her sensual Italian accent.Sally was pulled out of. I pulled out the hood, and with a quick wipe of gel over my shaven head, pulled it on, making sure the breathing holes lined up and the eyes were properly sited, before zipping it closed and tucking the flaps under the collar of my suit, and then pressing the final sheath inside. Pulling on the short gloves to complete my suit,I quickly buffed it all over to bring out the shine, then pulled on the zippered briefs, no need to display everything..Just as I finished she knocked on the door and.