"General Smith walked in. "Anything happen?" No. It's been quiet during your nap." I'm afraid the quiet is soon to be over." Smith told me."Why? I tho...ught that with the last couple calls I took I reduced this war to a war of nerves and posturing." Most of it, yes. I heard about those calls." Then what is the problem?" Do you still have the death sentence out on Colt and his merry band of pirates?" Of course I do." Then you are still going against the President. The President still has a lot of. Holly read the label and smiled. Lisa stepped back and gestured with a tilt of her head. I saw. I looked at Anna. She didn’t. I waved Lisa off fixing this, “Does anyone have water?”“I have a juice box,” Beth suggested slinging her black backpack from her shoulders.“She has to take the next pill in twelve hours,” Read Glory. I stepped up next to Lisa, stroked Holly’s hair, and kissed her lightly on the back of the neck. Holly sprayed a mouthful of apple juice and swallowed with a goofy. But mostly times, her daddy Jamal usually fucked her at least once a week if not more. This bastard bull Jamal had masterfully used his monster black cock to control her by limiting how much she could get his dick inside her body.He had gotten her to work out daily and tone her body into looking like she was in college again. He bought her the sexiest clothes and jewelry to wear.Jamal had turned her into one of his high class whores and she loved it. But sometimes the bastard treated her like a. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he turned me to face myself in the mirror. As he stood behind me, Mr, Johnson whispered, “Look how beautiful you are. Your hair is long and luscious.” He slowly slid the band from my ponytail and let my long hair fall loose around my shoulders. “Your body is so sexy… so slim and petite… so young and firm, yet developing as a woman, with firm, pert beasts.” I was shocked at what Mr. Johnson was saying to me, but it felt so nice. I loved the attention. I loved.