They seemed to all be related to cases Iwas currently working on, including a confirmation of Mr. Miller'sappointment to sign his will this morning. T...ere was one exception. I readthe message and then I reread it.Picking up the phone I dialed Jennifer's extension. "Jen, when did thismessage come in from Carpenter, Kaplan, & Mitchell?" I asked. "At around 9this morning Ms. Paulie. Is there something wrong?" she said. "Not at allJen. I was just curious. Please get Mr. Carpenter in the line for me. Deelah continued, of course, as did Ferrah. They were grinning wide at his anguish. The mild-ish pain added to the climax, but since the climax was not primarily pain-caused it did not qualify for a full torturegasm. But of course the line was often hard to draw. Main thing was that the sensation was far from pleasurable for him, as evinced by his twitching and crying. Yet the pain, and the sense of helplessness, only fed into the artificial arousal, which then made those worse. The perverse. His associate was a bit queasy about certain practical aspects. James didn’t mind that. He liked working alone. It was Tuesday, the 7th of August, 2007. James Griffin had a special work to do, and he was determined to do it well. There were some financial problems, which he hoped to solve with the money from this job. Waiting on the 8th floor, at the end of the corridor, James saw her as she came out of the elevator. Her name was Jessica Somers, 27 year old attorney from Chicago. The woman. These are the thoughts that bring forth her first orgasm of the day and she closes her eyes for a moment to enjoy it.“The man sheds the rest of his clothes, his jeans and his boxer, but even before the boxer drops to the ground, I discover that he is well endowed. His huge boner is pressing against the silk fabric, showing me its contours, and as he stands by my head and releases it, it springs forth and touches me on the lips. I open them eagerly, welcoming the sweet taste of his pre-cum on my.