"Let's do it. Besides which it's time to eat now."While eating I handed Cain the two sheets I had shown the others earlier. "Does any of this look fam...liar? Blake says one is the Mayors and Political Bosses of all the Seattle districts and the other is the fixers and teams that de Chateau used." I then handed the others two more printouts. "This is a list of all the names and numbers that he has listed in his telecoms. Any of them you recognize? Most of them are listed by first names."They. Master?" No!" he said sternly "Master, Sir either one is acceptable, but on theway to becoming a Doctor, I spent a number of years memorizing the nameof each part of our wonderful bodies. In my presence, you will calleverything by its anatomical name. Do you understand?"I hesitated for a second, "I love smelling your anus." I whispered."That's right, you love smelling my ANUS! And of course you know whatcomes out of my anus?"I whispered, "Yesss. I do..." Is that why you like sniffing it?. Sometimes we did it in the afternoon if it was a school day and we didn’t have time in the morning. I would lick her until she had an orgasm and then she would jerk me off. Then a shower and a pleasant fifteen minutes getting our backs washed. Beth didn’t even seem to mind that I sometimes jerked off while she washed my back. Beth has a body that guy’s can only dream about.I brought home nice girls and damn if Beth wasn’t right. They loved when I went down on them and a couple of girls were. This gave him pleasure, the pain of his balls was channeled now, channeled into fucking The Bitch. Mother Teresa gave a surprised gurgle, fought to breath, struggled to get free. The pain Paul felt drove him further, ramming deep home over and over again into her throat. He began to feel the semen, deep inside, collecting and building pressure. He would be ready to explode soon. The box shot blades into his balls. Thousands of needles were penetrating, shredding his gonads. He screamed and.