<span style="color: #FF0000"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Tanita Carmen Alessandra Lopez-Delgado</span><br/>“Tania“</div></span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/5f3673cb-dd40-4cf2-8eee-811a68c2052a_zpsc04e9728.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tania knew that she had located the bomb, but getting it into the pliers was another task. She was totally concentrated on her work, her fingers moving automatically over Freya's sensitive spot, that it took some time until she realised that Freya was breathing heavier now. She looked up in astonishment and saw that the Princess had closed her eyes and she seemed to be far away. Tania gave Karra a smug grin and then she tried to get the bomb into a secure grip. It slipped out of the pliers four times and sweat was forming on Tania's forehead, but finally she felt how it started to slide. Maybe her massaging fingers had produced some lubrification, but Tania was able to pull the bomb slowly out. When an inch of it looked out of the hole, she put the pliers away and used her fingers to pull it completely out. She looked at it in astonishment and then she blurted out in laughter.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Oh, my god! Tammy really has some strange humor! Look at that..."</span><br/><br/>Tammy must have found it funny to model the plastic explosive into a three inch long replication of a dick. It was carefully sculpted, the form was easily recognizable. Tania laughed tears and she handed it to Karra. Then she bend down and gave Freya a kiss on the place she had just massaged. She tasted just like Karra. At least that seemed to be similar.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Alright Freya. No more bomb in you. I guess we should have a painkiller now and then it is time for breakfast."</span></div>