An intelligent, well-educated and beautiful woman, she schmoozed people for a living. Trade shows and corporate retreats were her hunting grounds and ...xecutives with money to spend were her prey. Within a few years, I was moved into forensic accounting and we were very financially comfortable. Lilly gave birth to our daughter Dagny and I couldn’t have expected to be any happier than I was.Over the next seventeen years, I started consulting on the side for various law enforcement agencies. They. I said he was an expert because he made me cum. “Very good slave” I said “is your cock stiff?” “Yes Mistress” he said. “Show me. Jerk it for me. Show your mistress your puny little dick” I said. A line straight out of a video I had watched. His cock was about average. Nothing to get too excited about.I removed the skirt and he stared at my pussy. “I think you need a real cock” I said and I fitted the strap-on. “See bitch. This is what a cock looks like. Why don’t you suck it for me” I said. He. They enter the white, padded room where Daniel is lying on the ground, shaking.He can't see very well since they took his glasses to prevent him from injuring himself. SG-1, in particular, Samantha Carter who seems on the verge of tears during this whole scene, is upset with this sight. This is especially visible when Daniel starts crying in front of them. He apologizes profusely to his friends.They talk for awhile, Daniel says the Goa'uld are infiltrating the people in the base. He scrambles. But somehow, I could still detect some life in him. I don't know how to explain it." So David wasn't dead? Are you sure that you didn't do something to bring him back to life?" Izzy asked.I looked at Izzy. I wasn't sure I liked where this was going. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I sensed that she was heading into her 'cross-examination-of-the-witness' mode. I had seen Penny do this, but I could easily tell why Izzy was paid the big bucks, just by-the-way she framed her questions..