He told me that I needed to sweep the hallways with the padded floor broom from one end of each hallway to the other, then I was to empty all trash ca...s from each and every room. Back then, they still had an incinerator and you could dump the all of the paper trash into the incinerator. It was getting late after I did all of my chores. I reported back to Leroy. He had his own restroom and at first I couldn’t locate him. I accidentally opened the restroom door and there was Leroy peeing. I was. The braid covered cove nodded his understanding. He in turn, in English not much better than my French, introduced himself as Commissaire Mitterand of the Brussels City Watch.He informed me Pompidou had been attacked an hour earlier; stabbed to death as he returned home from a night at the Paradise Regained.The murderer, a woman of the streets identified as Gertrude DuKypur, had since been apprehended. The reason for her frenzied attack was unknown, although witnesses reported her shouting. Both cheeks were pink. She sniffed and I could see her tense up her butt as my hand descended again… WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! I closely examined my handiwork and saw that the pink was turning a bright red. But I know there are far more sensitive areas to punish. I grabbed the back of her bra strap and stood her up straight. “Well?” I asked. ”Don’t you have anything to say for yourself?” She bit her lower lip and looked up. “I-I-I was j-j-j-just t-t-t-trying to be beautiful for you.” she. .. Mr. O closes his eyes......O'Farrell goes down between his legs and lifts Mr. O's ass to his willing mouth......a big string of drool comes out and lands right on the hole....Mr. O moans....then O'Farrell starts tongue fucking Mr. O's beautiful asshole.......Mr. O says, "Oh God.......I could cum right now but I need your cock inside me....please....." WOW! Mr. O must really want this to plead with O'Farrell........O'Farrell positions himself for insertion......his member is gigantic .....all.