"The Commander is the proper person to take your complaints," I replied."Of course, Captain, but he doesn't listen to us. We cannot speak to him as we...are doing to you. He gets angry and beats us with a stick. All we ask for is proper food so we can work hard."I peered at him suspiciously. "You are asking for more food only so you can work harder?" I asked, skeptically. "That seems a noble attitude? The Commander would be impressed if you talked in that way to him." Yes, Captain, but he doesn't. Then maybe later I can get to do the same thing!"We rode the elevator together, separating at the lobby as he headed tothe beach, and I strolled to the day spa, surprised to find that, beyondthe main reception area, it was located in cabanas and rooms set in andoff a beautiful, tranquil garden. I was greeted at the entrance by apretty Japanase lady dressed in a beautiful black and red, silk kimono,who quickly swept me away to a small, warm room with low light whichsmelled strongly of various. It was like electricity throughout my whole body as they touched. We were both moist with precum as we kissed and licked at each other. He kissed his way down to the source of my passion and took me into his hot mouth. "Oh, honey that feels good!" I said softly, caressing his shoulders and back. "Uuuummm" he moaned and I reached for his cock, wanting to feel it in my hand and stroke him. I fondled his dick and his balls, lightly pressing the palm of my hand against the tip, it was. She packed some bags that night with her swollen eyes and black and blue marks. She was limping and crying as he puffed on his cigarette on the back deck. The rest of her belongings were removed under the watchful eye of a police escort, and she did not see him again until the divorce proceedings.Working in a law firm as a paralegal had its benefits. Lexa took her wife-beating, piece-of-shit husband through the coals and took a large part of his sizable earnings.It was a Friday, and an attorney.