Not unknown for its horrific civil rights violations in the name of anti-terrorism.But this fucker was a pimp. Exploiting weak women. Plus I needed hi... to get me into Fowler Crescent. Bespoke ethics again.L’affaire Greene had been a mere blip on the FBI’s day. One of dozens of chores. It had been an ordeal for the prisoner, but took only about ten minutes of Callahan’s time.“I waltzed into the room. Turned on the camera, read him his rights, told him everything was being recorded. He asked to. And yeah, my sister is a great dancer. I think that is the secret of my hot sister’s sexy body.I went to pick her up from the railway station. My sister came along with some dancers of her age and a teacher. As it was my college, I took the lead there. I had booked a jeep. Except me and my sister, everyone else got inside. There was no more space. So, I sent them off and booked an auto just for me and my sister.My sister was too happy to come alone with me. In the auto, she gave me this sexy. I wasn't thinking about clothes." So how did you end up as the big purple thing? I mean you looked like somebody's nightmare of Barney or something," Larry said."Or something is probably right," I replied. "When I was giving my cock and bull story about how this thing worked remember I said something about the people who use this thing being like dinosaurs or lizardmen? Well I was trying to think what the people who use this thing were like. Somehow the box read my mind. It thought that's what. I was all over him. He must have slipped me a roofie, or something. Then I was sucking Derrick's cock, and begging him to fuck me which he did, repeatedly. And it was evident that I was loving it. He fucked me with my legs in the air, and then doggy style, I sat on his cock and bounced up and down as I played with my tits. The video made me out to be a cock hungry slut. Derrick had edited the video so you couldn't ever see his face. If anyone ever saw this I'd never be able to show my face.