"The girl who stole your money I suppose?" she sneered. "How do you know?" I don't need to be Sherlock Holmes to work that out. I checked your poc...ets and they were empty,, and you were certainly mad at me, until the moment you looked me in the face."She was Sherlock Holmes. I owed her and, worryingly, she must want something from me if she'd taken me home with her."Did you enjoy it?" she asked. "What?" Why wouldn't my head clear. I hate hangovers. "Sleeping on your sofa? Thank you,. I had also taken great care to maintain my anonymity, but I guess I had slipped up along the way.Thinking quickly, I raised an eyebrow and asked, "Bondage? You're into bondage? I wouldn't have thought you'd be the type." I like to be tied up and forced to do things ... damn it, that's not the point!" She stomped her foot, partly because she was still worked up about the stories, and partly because I had tricked her into admitting something. I liked what the stomping action did with her. Three shots later, I was feeling a bit buzzed, but not too bad. I crawled over on my knees to Cal’s seat and started unbuttoning his pants. He started getting hard right away, and by the time I got his monster out of his pants it was a good 9 inches long, four inches around. MMM I loved me some Cal. I looked up at him and placed a tiny kiss right at the end of his cock, right on the hole. I knew this drove him crazy so I did it a few more times, looking up at him the whole time with an innocent. How ... you can find so many ways ... to depilate me," she gasped, twitching with sexual arousal. "You know, I could just burn it off myself ... I am a Phoenix now ... remember?" Yeah, sweetheart," Frank grinned down at her, "but it's more fun this way. Besides, I think you'll like the way I put out the fire..."Tanya moaned, but didn't try to read his mind. It was always more fun to be surprised by his inventiveness when it came to her sexual mutilation and murder. She thought back to that time.