“No, there were a bunch of clinical studies,” I told her, “I didn’t qualify for any of them - it was a dead end.” If I did this, I didn’t ...ee any point in spreading it around. **** I knocked on Dr. Baker’s office door at 3:30 p.m. “I have a couple of questions Dr. Baker.” “Of course my dear, please come in and close the door. Have a seat.” “This is purely clinical... correct? Nothing sexual,” I wanted this clear. “My dear, we will examine your genitals and breasts. These are young potential. ” He flashed a smug smile.“Don't tell me you own that, too?”Kurt chuckled to himself. “No, of course not. Besides, they wouldn’t sell.”I wasn’t sure if he was joking or not. However, I was beginning to piece together this puzzle called Kurt Krause.There must have been something in his past that triggered his need to constantly prove himself. On the outside, his image was that of a ruggedly handsome, successful business tycoon—in total control of everything. I remember my father always told me. They dropped a goldfish into the clear bag and let it swim around the girl’s face. Someone instructed her off-screen to open her mouth. She reluctantly opened her pretty little mouth, and the goldfish swam in and out of her mouth while she looked like she was about to cry. The video ends when he instructs her to close her mouth and swallow it.“That was probably faked,” I couldn’t imagine how it was faked.“I can tell him you are porn obsessed and that you have been sending me these things for. No time to be modest about nothin’. I’m sure you’ve seen your fair share of naked girls in your time. I’ll do this one here and you get to work on that one.”Jared looked down at the semi-comatosed girl in front of him. It was the daughter and probably not more than sixteen years old at the most. And Mrs Clusky was right - she really did look like she was at deaths door as did the mother too.Jared watched as the old woman started peeling off the wet nightie of the mother so he followed suit with.