If her panties weren’t soaked before, they definitely were now. Jenna needed to touch him. She took one hand out of his hair and reached down to fee... him. His erection was straining in his jeans and all she wanted to do was touch him. She reached down and started to undo his zipper so she could wrap her hand around him. She could feel the length and girth of him even through his jeans. “As amazing as that feels, if you keep doing that, this is going to be over too fast. You first.” He pulled. Glenn, the older of the two vice officers pulled me by my arm and tossed me on the bed. “So you’re the high rate hooker who’s been causing all this trouble for my boys?” he asked, as if he already knew the question. “How many guys you been fucking and sucking to get that BMW you drive?” he asked angrily. I tried to sit up on the bed and he shoved me onto my back. My arms were still behind me and cuffed, so I just laid there as Glenn pulled up my short, clinging black dress. I had been expecting. And on my left buttock, in large block letters he put "BARE," and on the right buttock he put "BACK." He also put a small ace of spades (Jay was half black, half white) just above my right ankle. It hurt when he did it, but we were drinking Curvoisier and smoking weed, so it wasn't unbearable. Plus, I was naked and horny when he did it, and when I'm horny I kind of like pain! And not only that but I thought they were pretty, and definitely sexy! There were frequent interruptions, because every. Of course, the last time I had been there was five years ago. Still, there was no way I was going to stay in the city. It was a death trap, and the government knew it. I guess they wanted us to all die in place. Of course, I seem to have survived somehow.The next few days I ate soup, and finished the last of my bread. I looked in the freezer and noticed I still had a small roast. Perhaps it was time to start on heartier food, now that I was no longer nauseated when I ate.I heard a knocking from.