To paraphrase Salinger, if you took the rest of your life you could not identify one-tenth of the criminals in the United States.The fact that I was n...w out and about on occasion — doing similar things probably as the cops were doing with their girlfriends — brought me back on their radar. Ironically, it was Det. Kay who alerted me to this when she called to ask for a sit-down meeting at her office.Again, I assumed that my father's remains or perhaps Leo's had popped up. Or even that Tony. "Thank you!" After I give you something to remember me by."Another present? Tiffany asked herself. What pain and suffering did thesadistic bitch have in mind for her now? "No," she said. "That's quiteall right." Oh, but I insist."Tiffany's heart beat fast. She found that she was still afraid of thecruel, abusive sorceress--indeed, she was terrified of her. "You aren'tgoing to shove that baseball bat up my ass?" she blurted.Charisma smiled at the shemale's obvious anxiety. "No."Tiffany looked. My suggestion was acceptable, and it was arranged for her to pick us up. Catherine and I dressed in our Sunday finest, so when she arrived again I marvelled at the nice car she was driving. It was a late model Rover, and I sat in front with her and Catherine in the back seat. She took us to a very posh hotel in the highlands overlooking a loch. A very picturesque setting although I had been there before, and was pleased it was her choice too. Not only that but when we entered, the doorman. "Ann struggled to her feet while the crop sliced into her flesh several more times. Her leash was roughly tugged causing more blood to leak down her breasts and she was pulled to the teen's face and forced to straddle it. Ann looked down at the cloth covered face and wondered who it was.Rita pushed a large drool gag into Ann's mouth, forcing her jaws painfully wide. Then she released Ann's hands for the first time in hours and she groaned with relief.It was short lived, as her hands were.