They took a lift to the fifth floor, and then down the hall into a large room. On one side behind a glass enclosure was the recording studio, with all...the gadgets, and on the other side the artist room, where they would be playing. In the middle where they were now, were a few couches, table with food and drinks, and the guys from Ann’s band. Susan was busy introducing him to the band members, when a pair of arms grabbed him from behind. ‘Hello baby,’ cried Ann, turning him and suddenly warm. Joan turned around on her barstool and beckoned to me. I walked up and Joan did the introductions, "My husband Tom, this is Jim and Bob my new friends." They both looked at me with pity in their eyes. Joan caught the look and said, "Tom has the final say in everything. I do. whatever he says. I love him with all my heart. Don't be fooled by this little game we play." Both of them seemed to relax and they shook hands with me and said they were pleased to meet me and what a beautiful wife I had.. I needed a bathroom break so bad and begged for one, and was instead given more doses of beer and whiskey in my mouth.I begged some more telling them all I could be a better whore if not restrained and allowed to pee.Amid laughter I was released and taken roughly to the dirty bathroom.As I sat on the toilet peeing two guys watched and took turns fucking my mouth.Then I was pulled back near the bench , ordered to my knees on the cold concrete, and told to suck all of them off as they surrounded. "And why didn't you do a house by house to see if anyone had noticed anything?" It was a peeper, dammit." John James stood in front of Gabe's desk pissed off. "A house search wasn't going to do anything." And you know this how, officer? Are you clairvoyant?" Gabe watched as James fumed, his face turning red at being talked down to by someone not his superior. He knew what the man was thinking; he could see it in his eyes. He was trying to come up with an excuse.Gabe hated excuses. "Stop," he.