“Alright, just try not to leave a mark.” I rolled her onto her stomach. “Hand me the hammer out of the glove compartment.” “Shit,” he mumb...ed. But he handed me the hammer. Sitting on her back to keep her still, I tilted her head to the side and rested the head of the hammer against her temple. “Wait!” she yelled. I gave her a quick pop, after which she mumbled something. Another pop to the back of the skull for good measure and she was out cold, and without much visible damage to her face.. Their gaze seemed the most hostile of all. Finally, her eyes rested on the red sports car. It had mounted the debris and sat completely off the road. All bashed in the front it wasn't going anywhere. Steam was rising slowly from under the hood. Slowly Sarah got to her feet, her shoes scratching on the road. This was a nightmare.'What the fuck you call dat?' The big man said. He looked angry as hell. 'Could have killed someone.''Fuck you' Sarah repeated to him, wandering towards the car.. " Take this" John said followed by several loud slaps of meat hitting meat and at that point I turned of the recorder. You bastard, I had thought, you miserable fucking bastard.Six days later on a Thursday Alan stopped by my office and handed me a videotape. "There is two days worth on that tape. We bribed the desk clerk and she put them in a room we had already set up with cameras and then she made sure that they got the same room the next time they came back. You have Monday's and yesterday's. Sht sht me nasem ki shlwar me hat dal lia or ik ungli os ki phudi me dal di or undar bhr karnye laga nasem ki ahye tez ho gaeNaseem; ahhhh ufff ahhhh or tez karo meri jannnn ahhhh me anye lage hoMe; or nasem jhad gae itnye me nasem ny apna kaparye otarye apnye bobz ko azad kia or merye lund ko phr hum ny t.V bnd kia or me sofye par beth gya mera lund jo dobra tan chuka tha nasem os k opar beth gae or opar nichye onhye lage meri zindge ka phla experiance tha k mera lund kis ki chut me me apnye.