He wanted to think a bit about that. Roesquez hadn't exactly crossed the Cartel, but then again, she had made a very bad mistake. Six million dollars ...as a lot of money. She had said it herself. He went over to one of the desks. It was bare except for Roesquez's briefcase and a lone postcard which Sanchez himself had left there. He picked up the card, and took a leisurely puff on his cigarette. It showed a painting by Paul Delaroche titled 'The Execution of Lady Jane Grey'. The original hung. She cried out, arched her back as her limbs dragged vainly against the pinioning hands. A thin red welt appeared across the white roundness of her buttocks, almost cutting the soft ovals in half with the cleavage between them in a dark cross. He raised the belt again and again, bringing it down across her aching bottom. She began to sob loudly as her body ground in pain into the bed. Finally he stopped his vicious beating as she lay quite still almost unconscious from the torture and the. Kimi confessed to never seeing a penis in the flesh, let alone going down on a guy, Mika nodded with a sympathetic response. Toshi tried to brag by saying a girl has gone down on him before, but after a few minutes of badgering by the girls Toshi admitted to never have received a blowjob. I suggested for my young friends, after swim class, go back to my place to answer Kimi’s question. First I told Toshi to undress and sit back on the couch. I had seen him in the locker room and knew he. So we’ll see on the field next week.” I swallowed at my coach, “Yes Sir.” He looked at me, “Good. Go ahead and sit down. Class is about to start.” I sat down and waited for Mr. Morrison to start his lecture so I could read Amanda’s note. As soon as he started his lecture, I immediately pulled out Amanda's note, opened it, flattened it so it looked like it was part of my notebook so if Mr. Morrison looks it'll look like I was taking notes, and began to read. Jay, I'm sorry I didn't call.