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It had arms but they were somehow pinioned to its sides. Black and shiny legs that seemed incapable of parting. * Whilst Ally was in the surgery, a few miles due east, in a quiet close adjacent to one of London's smaller parks, a tall woman with long brown and braided hair was lying on a bed in a dimly lit bedroom.
Studying the creature from every angle while he watched for signs of movement, or anything which might mean danger, but the creature seemed thankfully inert at the moment. "Come here." He said quietly, noticing that Bandy's head seemed to have stopped deflating, "It's all right I haven't killed her! Bandy still stood in front of them seemingly unruffled by the deflation of her head. " It was one of those remarks that didn't necessarily sound sarcastic, but which required him to turn round and study Sheila's face just to make sure. But what she was experiencing now was probably one of the most difficult she would ever come across. Although Bandy now had features of some description they were no closer to finding out the true identity of their "guest" than they had been an hour ago but the breathing noises were louder than ever, she looked at him pointedly. In the meantime Bandy's breath continued to rasp metallically in and out until it seemed to fill the entire room. Might affect her breathing." Sheila was kneeling on the floor and trying to peer inside the box at the same time. "Well don't just stand there," Said the face, "Get going! " The blonde woman smiled as much to herself as to the tall blindfolded woman. " She said sweetly, running a gentle hand up and down the tall woman's bare left leg, who, in turn, tried to raise herself off the bed. " The blonde woman leaned forward and kissed her dark haired friend on the lips once more. Watching the anticipation on Ally's face, she moistened her lips with her tongue and then bowed her head and kissed her gently on the lips. She looked at Allison and smiled showing film star white teeth. When she was no more than a few inches from him she said in a hoarse whisper. He could smell her shampoo, it really did smell of herbs and fruit, and he could smell her, that warm inviting smell that she seemed to exude even when she was at her most pugnacious. She was tugging gently at his hair with one hand, while the other was running its way down his tummy and then stroking the area just above his belt. Aware that the camera could not see all of their movements he slipped his own hand between them and very gently soothed it against the crotch of her faded blue jeans. Sheila broke the kiss threw her head back until she was looking directly into his eyes and said in a voice that was strangely deep and husky, "Fuck me! " he put his hand firmly behind her head and pulled her to him again, whilst the other began to tug at the belt of her jeans and at that precise moment, Bandy began to move hesitantly forward. Like most people Allison Pearson had encountered a lot of dilemmas in her time and would, undoubtedly, face many more. She was staring into the black and shiny, fibreglass visage with hollow but unseeing black eye sockets and a stylised silver mouth with painted on teeth that covered the facemask through which she was drawing oxygen. But it was said too quietly and he was too far away from her to be sure. "It looks like it's in two halves y'know, held together by four little screws…" Suddenly another face was level with his. " * "Are you gonna let me up sometime today or am I gonna be flat on me back all night? " And she shifted her position again so that her knees were pinioning Ally's arms to the floor and then she reached back, never taking her eyes off her face and picked up where she had left off, running her fingers around Ally's stocking tops, tracing the suspenders, letting her hand run its way lightly towards her crotch but pulling away before it actually got there. In trying to shift the collar a little and therefore help loosen the helmet, Sheila had uncovered something that she was peering at curiously. " The dark haired woman remained on the floor but had drawn herself into a sitting position hugging her knees. She studied it carefully for a few seconds and then stalked back towards him. When she spoke it was as loudly and as clearly as he had spoken earlier. " She stole a quick glance at Bill and then her voice deepened and darkened. At the same time she insinuated her warm, soft, body against his. It wasn't as if they had a LIVE audience and it was also unusual for Sheila, although an undeniably passionate person, to have reached this stage quite so quickly, although he thought that he could understand the reason for her sudden fervour. She whirled round on him as if assaulted "What the fuck are you doing? "Ooh that gag looks sooo big, it must be hurting your jaw by now. * The adrenaline was beginning to pump through Ally's body, but it wasn't fight or flight that was concerning her right now, it was the feel of soft lips and warm breath against her skin. Something that could have been, "well it's never too late to find out". Mind you, if she lives with some beer swilling, curry eating nonce who shoves her head under the covers when he farts, then she probably has to…" He wanted to laugh but he didn't want her to see him, so he adopted his best poker face. "These screws are very small, but I think it's loosening." "Yeah and you know what thought did! " There was another collar holding the base of the fibreglass helmet in place. More than a little breathless, Allison managed to disengage herself from the dark-haired woman and struggle to her feet; she put her palms on her knees and took a few deep breaths. Before you go messing around in my pants I'd quite like to know who you are! The sun had gone behind a cloud for a second and when it emerged she saw it immediately, sparkling in the light, a small circular hole covered in glass at the very top of Bandy's fibreglass head. There's probably at least one more inside the box, keeping a watch on Bandy when she's in transit." Sheila nodded as much to herself as to anyone else. He could sense that she was up to something but Sheila remained, as usual, completely unpredictable. Been having a good laugh at us behaving like Pratts have you? " Without warning she leaned forward, took his face in both hands and kissed him full on the mouth. He had in the past when she had gone too far but somehow it didn't seem right this time. Afraid of what might happen next, he lunged forward and grabbed her around the waist. Going with the grain, fluttering against her breasts and then slipping down to her outer and then her inner thighs and then bringing them up to hold her face in both hands and lightly caress her cheeks. She let her head drop back onto the soft pillow as it were a lump of lead. I thought that was never gonna come out…" If she had any more to say it was stifled by the blonde woman leaning across her, saying "Hi" quietly and kissing her gently on the lips. ' He was standing to the left of Bandy and Sheila was directly behind her. This is a work of fiction and bears no resemblance to any persons living or dead, or to any events either real or imaginary. He couldn't help noticing how feline she looked as she moved towards Bandy on bare feet, like a cat stalking a mouse, her head held slightly back as if she was trying to avoid imaginary rays from the helmet. " She didn't reply, she just moved even closer to him and then she turned her head so she was looking into Bandy's vacant eye sockets.
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She was barefoot but otherwise fully dressed for a change. He opened his mouth to speak but she shushed him with a finger to her lips. They moved sensuously against each other and then she felt a warm moist tongue enter her mouth. She converted to Hinduism and became more fervent about it than my dad ever was, which is why I ended up being called Virinder, but my friends call me Vicki." They were still holding hands and for some reason both seemed reluctant to let go. The doctor looked at her and her expression turned slowly into a mischievous grin. Bandy's breathing had returned to an approximation of normal but it was still coarse and rasping through the breathing mask that clung to her face and prevented speech. "Okay Miss Pearson, let's do what you came for – take your clothes off!