And I don't know where Mabel got her looks, but it wasn't from her. Agatha was incredibly beautiful. I mean, drop dead gorgeous. Even at her age, she ...ould be a model for any fashion or men's magazine. Her skin glowed, she had long flowing hair, wide hips, and massive tits. She was everything her daughter wasn't.She seemed happy that a man was paying her daughter any attention, and invited me to stay for dinner. After I called home, I accepted.After an hour going over the chemistry books, I. Any answer TJ might give would reveal that TJ knew what my name really was.Thankfully TJ didn’t rush into an answer.“I’m not sure what you mean, Brock”, TJ said quietly, “if that’s not really his name then maybe I’m under investigation by the Director and this guy is checking me out too. The Director was very upset finding all the corruption both in Omaha and here in Chicago. It could be that he’s just covering all of his bases.”TJ must have had a good poker face, as it appeared to me that. “O-OK. I-I’ll be right over. I hung up the phone slowly and pondered my fate.Despite no clear idea of what I would do or what he would ask to stop blackmailing me I ran out the door, eager to get this over with. Half way over a chill went thru my body. I still had a pair of Mom’s silky white panties on! I had forgotten to take them off! Oh god! The last thing I wanted to do was to be at his in women’s panties. It would just dredge up all the ugly details of that humiliating evening when we. As Pandora promised, the skinned left nut slid out of the empty place that would have held the second chamber and lay in a puddle of its own gore on the wooden surface of the stool. Calliope extended her delicate finger and nudged it over the edge of the stool, so it dangled, dripping red, while she continued her destruction of the other one.The left testicle was firmly clamped in the cylinder, and Calliope slowly started to push the lever down that forced the piston in, crushing the.