I’m not sosure she knew she was digging her nails in but I didn’t care at thatmoment.With my other hand I reached down to my purse on the floor an... foundmy hairbrush. Raising it, I looked up at her and offered the handleof it to her, “suck this, slut, make it wet.”She looked confused for a moment but then the light went on and shegrabbed it and jammed it into her mouth. She was still moaning butnow the noise was muffled by the hairbrush as she fucked her mouthwith it. I gave her clit a hard. The captured cop informed us the new armoury officer was one of the cops that was crooked, but we didn’t have enough blackmail material on him, so he got off scot free. The armoury officer needed to be taught a lesson, so I drugged his 20 year old daughter and had her bring me his keys. She was no better than he was. When I was done with her l sold her in Mexico. I figured she could do donkey shows for penance.I didn’t take any chances. I knew one of the women that worked the front desk, day. I had checked into the hotel, receiving the usual two key cards for the room. I dropped one in the pot plant next to the elevator and from a distance you watched me enter the car, the doors close as I travelled to the fourth floor. You followed after about a minute, folding the newspaper you were pretending to read and laying it on the table of the foyer. You walked casually towards the elevator, reached into the plant and retrieved the card with the room number folder wrapped around it. Now. " Doris mumbled, and then finally caved in. "Well I had to tell her something. She gave me the poor puppy dog look. I told her that the other day when Janice rang the bell nothing happened. Our old boss would have given her cookies."The bell was the brainchild of Mrs. Feldman. Whenever one of the reps sold a thousand contracts, they would run up and ring a bell enthusiastically. Mrs. Feldman would take the rep into her office and give them a home-made cookie. Stupid really, but the reps got.