It would do everything I thought we would ever need; but then I thought that when we bought the Bombardiers and again with the C130s.I asked about the...money and was surprised that it was no more than the price of a new G550. It was three years old and still showed 0 hours on the logs. I wondered how anyone could spend that kind of money and just park it on the tarmac. Everything deteriorated just setting and also lost value.I understood why and how the Saudi broker did it when we bought one of. “Well I did start to get a bit hard on the way here.” “Well, you see Jack, the punishment is working!” “After Friday morning, you were good for a few days.” “But it looks like you have much more to endure because you are horny again now.” “You will have to be able to last much longer.” That was music to my ears, I was thinking. I like the idea of more work to do! “So have you talked to Debbie since Friday morning?” “Yes I did Miss Sara.” “I told her she is invited for dinner here. "I smiled in response, and Jack continued, "When I came home tonight, youlooked exactly like her. You had me almost speechless when I realizedit wasn't her who was dancing."Jack's eyes bore into me, assessing me, the woman, his wife for theevening, and, hopefully, finding everything to his suiting. While I didnot need him to get me drunk to take our situation further, I waswilling in every way to make this evening perfect for him.I took my glass and finished my drink in two lingering sips,. Dutifully she scrubbed herself clean. It felt good, very, very good. Dryingwas another adventure in the darkness or her hooded world. Vicki felt aboutfor the door. She stood refreshed, clean, and naked in the doorway. "A quick phone call to let Mike know you arrived safely." Jack handed thephone to Vicki. She dialed… the message machine picked up. She lefta message. Jack took Vicki's left wrist. Wrapped a soft leather cuff about it and clickedthe lock shut. A small lead chain allowed Vicki to.