" Thanks sweetheart," Maria said. "I think there is an estrogen overloaddown here. I feel like I need to escape." No," called out Mikki from her camer... station. "Over here. I want apicture of the two of you." Maria and Rachael complied, and posed asMikki directed then in several poses, ending up with one where Rachaelhugged her mother, with fake breasts smashing into real ones of aboutthe same size." Hurry back down," Janice called as the two headed up the stairs. "Ineed your boobies for the. At least I can pay them to stand by, so we don't start a brush fire," I suggested.Wilson didn't have anything on Brian. Either Brian was clean or he was way smarter than I thought him capable. I let it stew till after the chicken house fires were complete.It took a week for the firing of the chicken house to work itself out. The county fire department agreed to do it and to have their men stand bye to put them out a few times each. When the day was over the chicken houses were three piles of. It had been only two weeks since my Uncle Joe was eliminated by a similar car bomb right as he was crossing over the Brooklyn Bridge with his driver and Malcolm taking notes about the pricks convicted in court in the “Dirty Cop” trial. There were a total of eleven defendants in the trial. I know that sounds like a lot of cops but the simple truth of the matter was that we were unable to charge most of the higher ranking cops because they had a combination of insulation from the day to day. He came again in my body and then he went to the bathroom, leaving me there, panting and recovering my breath and enjoying my own orgasm. When he came back I was trying to fix my make up on a mirror. He yelled at me: “Where are you going, bitch??… Get your ass here and bend over the end of the bed”. I moved slowly and bent over as he said. “Please, not again. My ass is so sore now. Can’t you just fuck my pussy?”. I begged. “Shut the fuck up, bitch, spread those cheeks. My old mate Jerome said.