The eyes were closed, the head was bent forward. Only the drug dealer showed all signs of a slow strangulation: the half-opened mouth and the out-pour...ing tongue. It seemed to be also the only one who during the execution had lost control over her bladder. On her otherwise immaculate white dress a dirty-yellow urine mark showed up and under her feet one could see a small puddle. Joshua took its digital camera and began taking photos of the hanged girls. As a director of the women's prison he had. How else should a man feel about the women to whom he regularly made love?The AI continued. "There are two distinct examples of how you have subconsciously acted to defend your breeding opportunities." An image appeared on the curved surface of the sleep trainer. Bill recognized his new cock. "The shape you chose for the glans of your penis is one. During sexual intercourse, your glans will tend to remove previously deposited ejaculate."Bill liked the shape. He liked the feel. The women liked. I could see them both eyeing Stephanie and could tell they liked what they saw. Stephanie trembled as she stood behind me with her fingers latched into my shoulders, using me as a shield. I was at a loss as what to do or say as a million different scenarios raced through my head.“Yeah she is mine?” I said assertively and stood proudly claiming what’s mine.“Cool…cool, Well….how much?” The black guy asked as he rubbed his chin still trying to get a good look at Stephanie in her tight little lacey. She decided to take another swig of water, so she raised the front of her body with one hand while she reached for the bottle with the other. As she did so she felt something different on her front. She looked down and saw the bikini top, lying, completely untied, on the blanket under her. In an instant she realized the truth: she was topless. Erin lowered her chest quickly to the blanket. How had that happened? She was sure she had tied the bikini top securely, so it shouldn't have come off..