George was completely astounded when we pulled up, but he seemed glad to speak English to someone again."You've got me curious as hell mister," he sai...d, after we were all on the ground."My name's Jack, and Rose sent me by to check on you?" Rose, the one working with the outer space catfish?" he asked."Yep, she told me she helped them pick you out." Shore did, and it was the best thing ever happened to me, though I've got myself in a little fix now. How's Rose doing anyway?" We're doing fine. Her laugh filled the room and rang like music though, at the moment too loud – much like a church bell in the tower on Sunday. As I watched her put out the smoke, I couldn’t help but notice the broad was poured into a dress that should have been outlawed the second it hit the shelves. Some black leather getup that accented everything. My head lowered and I opened my desk drawer to rummage around for the whiskey bottle I knew I kept there. ‘Looking for this?’ Her sultry voice as warm as the. . five... *SMACK* You feel my hand across your ass, and you jump in surprise. *SMACK* again, and this time a quiet squeal escapes your lips. *SMACK* a third time my hand falls, and this time you tense your ass muscles in anticipation, before my hand lands. *swish CRACK* Half a dozen lines of fire slash their way across your ass, *swish CRACK* across your thighs, *swish CRACK* and criss-crossing your ass again. The third stroke managed to elicit the scream I was looking for, so I stop there, and. This is not funny. This is definitely not funny. Let me go now!"She began spreading the shaving cream over my front, my chest, armpits, legs and groin. "Oh, I am going to enjoy this," she said. "I am really going to enjoy this!" I twisted and wriggled to get free but it was no use. I was helpless to escape.As she took the razor and began to shave my chest, I screamed "No stop! What are you doing you crazy bitch?" With that, after a few razor strokes to my chest she stopped and backed.