I spied on her in the shower. I watched her playing with her nipple, moaning, masturbate and have an orgasm. Recently for the first time I smoked wee...d with her. She said smoking pot with me. She had a stoned sexy look. I went over to her house. She had on a T shirt and shorts. No bra and no panties. I pulled out a fat joint. She said you and that weed again. I said its potent. She said I've smoked. I said and other things. She hit it a few times. We were wasted. She said What do you mean. But what he couldn't try to replicate was my desire to touch, and taste. So after a few weeks of persuading he finally convinced me to try. He showed me a picture, which gave me that last nudge to give in. She was gorgeous. Movie star good looks, with glossy black hair and pretty green eyes. Bow tie red lips that I wanted to nibble on. Fair skin. Legs that went for miles and breasts that were spilling out of her top. I couldn't say no. He told me he had a friend who was a few years older in. I will talk about the role of these weapons later as they made a significant difference to the outcome of the conflict. He had also sent two new kinds of devices to interfere with the known function of the propulsion systems of both the Coven and the Dhoom. He calls this weapon The Suppressor. The one closer to the planet was much more advanced and able to adapt to enemy attempts to escape. We will refer to it as Suppressor type II“The Suppressor type I was highly effective in stopping both. The title of the object left plenty to the imagination and I didn’t want it anywhere near me. I realised as Jasmine came over and wrestled me down onto my stomach I wasn’t going to have a choice. I cried out ignoring the rule to obey in desperation. Please don’t I cried. I felt it push against my virgin arsehole briefly before it was pulled away. Michelle and Jasmine laughed. ?Now now Bitch. We won’t do that to you. Yet.? ?This bitch is grateful? I replied over and over again.