.. no?”“Well” she said, “It’s like ninety-nine percent women in the audience, unless some of them dragged their boyfriends along.”I’d al...ays assumed it was sickos of both sexes who were going, but I guess I was wrong.“The Executrix even strips the prisoners down naked at the live shows too” she continued, “And parades them around the stage before she snuffs ‘em. It’s pretty hot!”“Wait” I interrupted. “Have you gone to a prison execution, before?”Emily had a sly, kittenish grin on her. Her tongue swirled his shining helmet, her nails scratching at his hairy purse below. She took his length inside her warm gullet and applied all the suction she could muster. The slurps and wretches I could make out from here, the filthy sounds carried by the sedated breeze. I could not hear his words but his moans said all that I needed to know. She knew too I assumed because she quickly stood and turned, pulling up her skirt and spreading her cheeks wide to the cool touch of the icy air. He. I smiled at her as I walked over to where my clothes had been piled on the armchair and began to dress, looking at Nicola, who said nothing as she finished getting dressed.Maureen Hannah had already dressed and was in the kitchen whilst we replaced our clothes. She eventually joined us in the living room carrying a tray with cups of coffee on it. We sat, somewhat awkwardly, in my case, and chatted about what happened that afternoon and that the sisters would like Nicola to take part in the. As they rolled on up to the job site, they saw that some of the crew had already started arriving. Jason’s crew was all there, looking bright eyed and bushy tailed. Except maybe Terry, as the burly Scotsman looked like he could have used a few more hours of shuteye. Jason was certain that his lack of sleep could be traced to both Wendy and Karen, who both looked more than chipper his morning.“Ok, everyone gather around. We have some things that need to be discussed and I don’t want anyone.