Then he sat on the floor, his head between her legs. Looking up at Mel, he said "You probably have some questions, don't you? I'll tell you what I kno...."Looking down at him, Mel stroked his bald head with one hand, while idly playing with her cunt with the other. "Tell me everything." This motel, and the truck stop, don't appear on any maps, either official or unofficial. They also don't exist in any police jurisdiction. Nobody in the outside world knows they exist, but the people who need to. ? Slaves."? Two of the women in the room with Irina began bawling.?For her part, Irina was shocked.? A modern and developednation that still made use of slave labor?? It was preposterous. "I believe the two of you," said the guard,pointing to the brunette and a blonde who had been behind Irinain line, "are going to serve the latter of the two purposes I mentioned...keeping the morale of the troops high."?He walked over to the brunette.? Irina couldn't help but notice that she was virtually. .." Her voice trailed off and she stared at the glass. "I know he thinks I grassed him up to the cops. I dain't, I swear. I was too scared to do so. I mean, I know he killed people and he'd kill me. Which is why I just drove and drove 'til the petrol light came on."Margaret listened and put her hand on Annabel's knee. "S'ok love. Start afresh up here."Annabel sniffed. "I ain't got George. He promised me and he ain't come. Mum's in and out of clinic. I don't have a choice. I just gotta get rid. "You have two more tries," I reminded him."Ah ... yes," he answered dubiously and prepared to cast another spell. Those still at the table were watching with great interest now. His second spell was no more successful that his first and Master Murchadh had begun to sweat. He took several minutes to prepare his third spell and last spell, and was sweating heavily now. His last spell was a great effort on his part and left him weak and shaking after he cast it, but it had no more effect that the.