I push Gunga Din to one side and step closer to the Scanner. "Wezzel do you know what happened?" Youse aint gonna kilt me?" he shrinks back and whines...."Not if you cooperate," Gunga Din grabs my should and pulls me back. "the collar," he tips his head to Wezzel."I know," I bat his hand off me and move back."Youse can't help, termination is all that is left for Wezzel," he crouches down and hugs his legs."I may be able to help," I say."No no, Wezzel gonna die. Wezzel no wantta die," he is so. Even though Frank said it slightly joking, deep down he meant it. Vickie could tell Frank was turned on by the rock-hard cock she had a firm grasp. She kept the playfulness going be saying "I might just take you up on that offer and show your dad a good time". She then dropped her mouth over the head of his dick and sank down the shaft. Frank said "what would you do to him"? Vickie said "he has a nice cock. I would let him do what he wants". It pushed Frank over the edge hearing Vickie and he. "She gave me a puzzled look."Who would I call?"I don't know if that was the moment I finally woke up or what. It suddenly occurred to me just then that she and I were talking two different languages. I don't know why I cared, but I suddenly felt the need to help her. It didn't bother me at all that helping her would not involve actual sex."Michelle, have you ever enjoyed sex?" I asked."What's there to enjoy?" she said painfully. "The guy comes in drunk, pushes inside, makes a mess, and he's. Her voice was low,hoping the agents hadn't heard her."Besides being a dead ringer for a fictional vampire slayer, I'm fine,"she said turning to see her friend's new face."You know what I mean. It's been hours and you've barely said a word.It isn't like I'm not going through the same thing. I can't go homeagain either, the only difference between you and me is that I've had alittle more experience at being a girl. At least we're both still humansunlike Mike and Chris. Now quit PMSing and get.