The next night it went into the river, weighted with large stones from the riverbank.I remembered it well.“Could you do it again? You know. To her...” “What would you inherit?” I asked. “As a reference point.”“Two million”.“I want twenty grand, cash. Don’t call this number again. I’ll let you know where and when to get me the money when it's done, if it gets done. It’ll take me a month to scope it out.”“OK. That timeline works.”“See ya David.”At about eleven o’clock I walked up the. "God, this makes 3holes so damn horny, to be nothing, to have nothing, to be forced to serve and be punished for entertainment," 3holes marveled at herself. "Why does 3holes get so horny when 3holes KNOWS this owner may NEVER let 3holes orgasm. Probably for his friends and business acquaintances. I hope so someday" Her thoughts were sharply interrupted."3holes! Follow me" owner shouted from the door of the women's quarters. 3holes looked up, startled from her face down, bowing position. When. ... then I realized she had took her bra off and her blouse was so sheer she might as well have been topless "fucking hell" I exclaimed unable to tear my eyes away her boobs were fantastic great big rounds of boob flesh tipped with rosy brown coloured nipples the size of a two pound coin and she was showing them to me!! "I take it you like them ....judging by your reaction" she laughed " im.... absolutely amazed" I spluttered "they are fucking gorgeous" I addedI just couldnt look away "I am. Slowly but surely, he became a mere shell of a man again. And once again, the public health people invaded his lowly refuge. They returned him to that hated institution, ran medical test after medical test on him, and subjected him to interview after interview. Roger fought to escape the mindless searching that they inflicted upon him, determined to once again find that state of catatonic indifference that gave him relief from the memories, from the frustrations, from the realization of the.