”“What is this place?”“The Serena Clinic for the rehabilitation of the criminally and emotionally insane,” she said with a smile. “But, yo... already know that, don’t you, because you signed the forms?”“Show me,” said John in a querulous tone as he pointed at the form that was held in her hand.She passed the form to him and he flicked to the last page of the document. The page was filled with small text that filled the gap above his signature that had been blank. Under his casual scrawl was Gills. It all really did happen and I have set it down the best my memory can recallI was still at college and had to work in a pub to supplement my income. The lounge bar of this high street pub was always very busy but I worked in the much quieter public bar where all the local lads drank. I usually worked on my own but some nights if it was very busy a woman call Jane would help out. Jane was about 30 though she seemed much older to me at the time for I was only 18 then. She wasn't the prettiest of. Diana sobbed, gagged and then shuddered. ?? The huge black man pulled her foreheadsharply back as the rod began moving smoothly into her. Her tongue came out of her mouth just before the point, but her tongue wasonly a pink slip as the rod continue moving through her, pushing out of hermouth until nearly a foot and a half jutted from her lips. ?? Blood welled around her lips, dripping downher cheeks. Diana squirmed, her eyes wild, and her teeth clacked against theshaft with her struggles. Her. He did not have a face pic, but then neither did I – I was too paranoid that someone I knew would see it – and at the time I was so horny I didn't care.In any case, unlike the vast majority of people (both male and female) whom I had sent messages to, Dave replied. Not only did he reply, but also after exchanging a couple of preliminary messages, he said that he could host the meeting. He travelled regularly for his work and often stayed in hotels in the Birmingham area. This was very important.