He just did them when needed and for his own gain.That's also why he makes use of torture as a means to get to the preferred outcome. And people beggi...g him to stop, will only push him on, to intensify the torture until they tell him what he wants to hear. Some of his suspects are still not completely recovered from what he had done to them.He was 41 years old, 1m79 tall and a little overweight. When he started losing his hair at a young age, he just decided to shave it off, and he has kept it. " What fucking business is it of yours if I do?" he barked."Take another look at me, Rick," I said. "Like it or not this is mybusiness. Your girlfriend made it mine."He glared at me and I glared back. I was ready for a fight. Thestoniness faded from his face, now he simply looked tired."The band's a wash," he said. "They've been coming apart for months. Itreached a place where they couldn't stand the sight of one another. Theyonly agreed to do the House of Blues gig because we'd signed a. Ivory candles of all sizes light the room with their warm glow. In a corner there is an old wooden chest.You are an observer only, watching my personal fantasy play out before your eyes.The old wooden door opens and you see a women being led in by a man wearing black. She is wearing a long ivory colored dress, perfectly made with lace and silk to show off her ample figure. The skirt flows around her ankles on the floor and you can see her toes under the hem as she steps into the room. The. “Beth to sahi” he saidI knelt in front of himHe stepped forward with his dick right in front of my eyes out of his zipper. He took another step forward and his dick was touching my cheek. Hot as hell and hard as iron..He started rubbing it on my cheek and then touched my nose. I felt a strong smell..Dirty as well as arousing. Then he started rubbing it on my lips. It was an odd sort of feeling, my lips closed together and feeling the hot rod on my lips.“Oye mun khol” he asked“Nahin upper se hee.