She didn't look too happy as she waddled her big bulky frame the fifty or so feet necessary to disappear from our view."Will that do it for you today,...young man?" Yes, Mr. Nichols, this is all I need for now." Please don't let my assistant trouble you, or keep you from purchasing any items in the future that you might want or need. I've spoken with her about this same problem in the past. If she persists in disregarding my instructions, I'm afraid I'll soon need a new assistant." When he added. "It would have gone on, but the bailiff opened the door and called them back to the courtroom.When the jury was seated no one told them anything. The trial just resumed from where it had stopped.McDill asked Bob to explain his earlier comment."The reason I asked her about the orgasm was based on a hunch, really," said Bob. "We'd had a string of rapes in the same area, with the same MO." Explain what MO means," said McDill."It stands for the Latin Modus Operandi, which is a term that describes. We quickly moved past a further 10 of the girls, each time blondie whispering the word ?No?, avoiding all eye contact with the girls. There had been various reactions to the cattle prod ranging from sheer terror (a number of the girls were physically shaking when I pushed the prod into their arsehole) to defiance. I noted each reaction carefully. It would be useful later on.It was about time to shock (pardon the pun) blondie into action. I turned and addressed her directly.?You do remember. .." she said, a dreamy tone entering her whispers. Her fingers lazily drifted to one breast, which she fondled as I took more and more of her in my mouth. Her flavor became stronger as I went. I noticed little muscles flickering around my face. Her curly hairs tickled my nose a little, but I didn't mind. I liked being down here, tasting her and making her feel good."Ohh, ohhhh, ok, sweetie you're going to make me cum. I'm going to try to stay quiet. Just don't stop, ok?" Her hips seemed to push.