Apparently he had become somewhat obsessed with this Latina wife and gone back to see her on numerous occasions after that. He had described her as ve...y beautiful, and a little bit coy, even shy at times.Harlan had also mentioned he had seemed to be the only customer in the place on most of his visits. When I had visited it had been the same. It was a new business, and it would take some time for the word to get around the rich elite men of this city before they started to get busier. Until. "God, he was built like a donkey," whispered Lila loudly.We were two days out with a sealed cargo of ten boxes, heading for Star base 9 and a secret rendezvous. What the boxes contained I've no idea and, in truth, I didn't want to know. Lila had been explaining her time at the Stud Palace non stop since she reboarded the ship."He nearly fucked me to death," she carried on."Shame he didn't," whispered Candy."And what sort of big tool did you find?" asked Lila somewhat cattily."Lila, you have the. Her ass wiggled from side to side as she groped in the darkness underneath, recovering one toy at a time. In the meantime, her ass wiggled, my cock hardened!Finally, she turned and saw me sitting there, wide legged, peering over the paper. "Enjoying the show, Mister?"I blushed and mumbled yes.She brushed the hair from her face with the back of her hand, spitting the long strands of black hair from her mouth, then spun to face me as she stood up. Her skirt was bunched just below her crotch,. Some very gruesome pictures of badly burned bodies were printed and there was a long quote from the chief of police, Sue Ann Johnson."There appears to have been a rash of murders on Sunday night in the Forebush neighborhood. Four houses were burned in what is believed to have been arson. Two women appeared to have been murdered before the fires were set, but two others died as a result of the fires. One of the victims lived long enough, though she was horribly burned, to tell us that she had.