For a few seconds Saim left his hand buried in the pocket. Did he really want to know if it were true? Knowing the consequences the boys would pay, he...was not sure. Sliding the leaflet out, he brings it up to his face. Bloody casino, is that it. That's what they were hiding from me. Laughing, he reaches to slot it back into the pocket. Turning the leaflet, he notices as something slides out from inside and floats to the floor. Looking down, he sees a plain white card. Not wanting the boys to. "Damn, we don't need anything that high or that low. The R390A will go from 0.5 to 30 MHz and that is plenty." Yes, mine will do that with ease," All right, let's get it over to trailer three and get it installed. We don't have anyone listening right now and the brass will come unhinged if we miss something important," Wilson said, obviously upset.We wheeled the shipping container over to the van. It was obvious that the container wasn't going up into the van, as the floor was something over. Her husband worked six days a week so that was easy. On Sunday he was glued to the TV so she did laundry and we screwed while the clothes washed.She was relaxing more and more. I asked her how our sex compared to what she had with her husband. Her report was that he cared little for her pleasure, unlike me. His penis was about the same size but mine was more “eager.” She meant firmer and aroused more easily. He would not do oral sex and she took to it like candy.He did comment that she seemed. “Yes, Master.”He swung the ruler, the position Brandy was in she couldn’t see it, but she heard it breaking the air. She felt the sharp slap on her inner thigh, high up so she could feel the rush of air on her naked pussy. It stung and Brandy cried out. “EEEhhh,” feeling the flesh heat up from the blow. His cock grew when he heard the slap of the ruler on her sensitive inner thigh, her body jerking and her squeal of pain. He saw the white flesh turn red. The ruler swung and caught the other.