"I warned what would happen if you continued with the divorce, Desmond. I keep my promises. You are dead meat." Bertram Weston's voice was full of ven...m and hatred. Before I could reply he put, slammed, down the phone.With Weston's implied threat to my health ringing in my ears my first thought was to arm myself. Had I still been in the Territorial Army I could have obtained a hand gun and ammunition from the Unit's armoury, as I had access to both the ammo' store and the weapons when in the. I’ve heard guys differ, but like you said earlier, I’ve only done it with two guys. I can tell you this, though. You swallow? He’s yours!”“What?” asked Sam.“I mean it! You swallow and he belongs to you! He’ll do anything you want! It’s like you have your own personal slave!”“Wow!”Tam rolled off the bed. “Come on. Let’s practice.”“What?”“Not for real. Come on!” She grabbed her sister by the hand and dragged her off the bed. “I’ll show you!” Tamara led her sister down the stairs to the kitchen.. She was still lying covered only be the bed sheet.She sat up and let the bed sheet fall down. “What is the time now Adi?” she asked. Her pert breasts were pointing up and outwards proudly and the nipples were hard.“3:50 Ma. They should be here after the formalities by 6:00 or at the most 7:00. Time for us to take a bath and give ourselves a cup of tea before the body comes home” I said.“Have you called your Papa? He should be here by 9:00 at least” she said. I immediately dialled Papa’s number. The music ended and Katrina continued to work in her garden, crouching down to collect seeds from a bag. The garden was Katrina’s pride. It was bigger than any garden Manhattan homes could hold. There was the semblance of a manor house garden, with little paths that led to various flower beds, groves, plants and showy exotic flowers looming everywhere. There was a greenhouse conservatory which also adjoined the house itself from a back porch. Everywhere there were trees, sprawled in a circular.