"Drop the keys in the mail slot in the front door." Robert Waters made his way to the front office. He sent everyone home and switched the phones over...to his own home.Hank stopped off at the peanut shells on the floor bar he frequented and got drunk. By nine o'clock in the evening, he realized he was too drunk to drive. He thought hard for a solution where he did not have to leave his truck behind. After much drunken thought, finally got a brainstorm. "Call me a tow truck." You're a tow truck,". "* * *Jake, after my night out celebrating this new stage in my emasculation,you made love to me.And for the first time since that day not so long ago when you shockedme with a gift of pink lace panties and seduced me into trying them on'just this once,' you didn't insist that i set the mood by slippinginto something pretty. You didn't ask me to strap on high heels, orshimmy into a garter belt and stockings, or even secure my privateparts inside a snug little chastity cage to keep my tiny clit. "Luke, I am not going to leave a gun in the courthouse," I demanded."Nothing like that, I'll let you know before I agree," he said.Fair enough," I replied. Do your homework carefully," I demanded.Lucas was probably the only one I knew who kept office hours. He also visited lock up almost every night to post bail for some sleeze. No wonder he had hired a young guy right out of college to serve the court papers. He was riding the empire he built from hand me downs. He had paid me off, but he was. So distracted was I by the view of the bulges, that I was unprepared for the young man's needle. I didn't scream, but my body did jerk, my back arching high from the sudden pain to the sensitive area. Beads of sweat broke out on my forehead as he finished up, quickly slipped, what looked like a small barbell type piece of jewellery through the hood of my clit.My head was spinning with pain, shock and relief when, without warning, the piercing needle punctured a hole in my left pussy lip. I.