Some aspect of it was daily front-page news, every television newscast began with developments in the ‘Incinerator’ trial, other than the weather,...the case was the major topic of office conversation. It was not a surprise when the jury foreman announced the sentence: Ultimate Punishment! I was curious about how this punishment would be administered. The capital measures were no mystery. If the Incinerator decided to die, he could elect lethal injection, lethal gas, or hanging. But how would. You've got everything right here for the carrot,” Jackie touched Miranda's lips with a finger, then dropped her hand to Miranda's upper thigh, “and here, of course.”Miranda flushed, embarrassed at Jackie’s forthright ways. “Yes, I understand all that,” she stammered, “but what do you mean by the stick?”“Well, that part may take some hard mental and physical work on your part. Come with me. I think this needs a practical demonstration.”Miranda shivered delightfully at the memories of that. He’s coming aware and it’s when I let him see me that I pull my right hand back and put the lights out with a hard fist to the face. I actually hit him too hard as I lose my grip and he falls down. There is a light at my back that draws my attention, I grab a handful of his dirty black hair and the back of his girly panties and run him out the door and over the railing. The second floor railing which lands him face first in an empty parking stall. I rush down to get me some more when Desmond. She always wore unrevealing slacks but he could tell there was a tight ass in there and her blouse was always just tight enough to inform him that under the brown jacket she seemed never without, was an impressive pair of breasts. Her lips were full and….he looked down at his erection and sighed. He had dealt with Halloran on a few cases with Roland, she was always trying to flash the hard-as-nails routine at him, but he still would love to make a pass at her. But she did have a gun. Best not.