“Take a look at these photos and tell me who these persons are. I know a lot about some. If you give me any answer that doesn’t fit in with what I...know your knee will be shattered by a bullet.”Dave looked at the photos. He recognized all of them. They were Grace, Maureen, Issac (Ike), Farmer Frank and Beth Adams... The interview lasted only 30 minutes. The two Arabs left satisfied with what Dave had told them.Minutes later a removal van arrived at the house and four men got out and went in.It. If it wasn?t for his marriage thenhe might have learned the true pleasures of being in diapers a lotsooner. For the first time all day, he had a small reason to be gladabout his upcoming divorce.He fixed his makeup, fixed his hair, dressed quickly in his uniform, andquickly buffed his shoes to a gleaming shine. Since he didn?t wear themto work earlier, the shoes still looked pretty good to start with, sopolishing them was almost no work at all. Another reason to smile. Hewent out the door. Thoughts of you. Thoughts of what you could have possibly got me. Memories of how you smell, the way you move, how you taste, the feel of being inside your mouth, at the back of your throat and squeezed into your tight, wet, quivering cunt...A thud pulls me from my nocturnal daydream. The taxi has clipped a pedestrian's foot from what I can make out of the argument. I don't have time for this shit, I think, and with a muted "Cheers, mate," I deposit a note on his passenger seat and exit the. Her mind had barely begun to process that sensation when her ass began to fill with warm, soapy water.Slave had never had an enema before, and her gut began to churn. She had an overwhelming need to expel the water, quickly! She tried to get up and rush to the toilet, but Sir's firm hand between her shoulders pushed her back into the floor. "Wait," he insisted. "Hold it in."What followed was the most excruciating five minutes of her life, keeping her asshole tightly clenched as the water worked.