? I figured he was ex-military:? he carried himself like one.? I handed him a manila envelope stuffed with what he had paid for, what he was going to ...ay for.? I downed the shot as he peered into the folder, flipping through the pictures, the pictures of his ex wife being brutally raped by six guys.? I had made sure _my_ face wasn't in the pictures.He closed the folder and pulled out his own manila envelope and handed it over to me.? I glanced in and saw the color of money, $5000, the second. He'd show her. He'd give her his seven inches and get the proof for his buddy George.The object of the minister's attention was unaware of the disruption she was causing. She was remembering the pleasure of her twelve-year-old bedmate, Leena's firm young body and juvenile passion. And she wanted more of it. Her pussy moistened at the thought and she wondered if she could somehow manage a session with Whilly to see her through until tonight. She was, however, determined to research her thesis. But let me fetch us some glasses first.”With that she was gone and Jacob sat down on the newly erected couch that gave the place a much homier feel than the cold office atmosphere her father had preferred. He unpacked a little bit of the food he had brought along and waited for her return.As soon as Amata hat sat down next to him they opened the bottles, the distinct smell of fruits filling the room and their glasses. Before the sound of their glasses clinging together had chance to disappear. Still a bit nervous, I stepped out of the bathroom. He was already standing thereat the doorway with a set of metal studded, leather wrist restraints in his hands. Each one had a metal ring on the side of it. He reached out for my left hand and wrapped one of the restraints around my wrist; securing it. He then reached out to my right hand and secured the restraint around that wrist. He positioned my body below the metal bars of the luggage shelf above the clothes rack and lifted both my arms.