One took my assailant to jail. The other took me to the emergency room of a hospital. I had a bad black eye in my left eye, and my left eye was bloods...ot, but an examination revealed no permanent damage.When my wife came to pick me up she had obviously been crying. When she saw Araali she hugged him, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "You're our hero. My husband might have been killed. I cannot thank you enough." Thank you, Ma'am," Araali said, obviously embarrassed by my wife's public display. "Hmmmm." A thrill ran down my spine as I licked his fingers clean. He leaned over me and placed his mouth next to my ear."Finger yourself now," he ordered, his tone low and menacing, full of dark promise. It was caliginous, hungry and possessive and sent a shiver of delicious carnal pleasure down my spine. As my hand moved between my legs to replace his, I felt strong fingers slide teasingly down my anal crevice. Sudden pressure against my sphincter made me involuntarily tighten my abdominal. Because of her efforts, on Jake's salary they lived about as well as one could imagine.The tract house that had been their home for five years was in a good section of town. She didn't live more than ten minutes from her folks, her sister or Jake's mom. She wished they could have a new car. Both of the cars they drove were old clunkers but new cars were just too expensive. Emily knew they would have to keep them going for another two years until their savings had accumulated.Jake was the most. Thank you."Before Aki and Suki were out of the office, Hiromi was already busy. Thesheer amount of work asked of Hiromi Sato was tremendous. The good newswas, Tom Slater hoped to end her Swan Song mission in no more than amonth but preferably a whole lot sooner.*****"No, I can't help you. Sorry," said the landlord of the building thathoused the Hong Kong branch of Kanagawa Bank. Roger had come to theoffice to make a complaint but had just been given the shrug off.'What a bunch of fucking idiots.