Chiggs Martin was a model prisoner.The fourth interview was with Koch. He was moved from a regular room to the torture room, and placed in the Star Wa...s chair. He smiled when Sara walked in the room, so she hit “2” (out of 5) on his genital shocker, “just for what you are thinking.” The guy screamed far more than was called for. She looked at him for a few minutes, gave the lecture. They she used his named and read his tats. He was still only one step above a teen-age newbie in the gang ranks.. .. professional."There's something you should know," Tabatha said, looking liked she'd just tasted sour wine."What? That bastard Blacker has taken over Tomlin?" Jake asked, smirking. "I figured he'd do that. I have a couple of cards to play in case I got away from him alive. And, thanks to your organization, I did."Tabatha didn't smile.'There's something else wrong! Something ... personal?'"A building blew up a few blocks from the MAS-DEC building a couple of hours before your body monitor. My eyes scanned the scene, I knew a lot of people, but I couldn’t find Juliana anywhere, only her husband, so I soon went home again, tired as I was, and looking forward to my cozy bed. Not much later, that’s exactly where I lay, and I very quickly fell asleep.It can’t have been much later when I awoke to the sound of my door-bell. I answered the intercom system and heard Juliana’s voice: ‘It’s me ....’Nothing more, just that much.I pressed the door-opener, heard her come up the stairs, and let. “Here take your shirt off and show us those titties,” said Sam. My wife released her grip on his johnson and readily complied with his demand. She rose gracefully and stood before Sam, stripping off her shirt and tossing it aside. “Oh, fuck, nice fucking rack, bitch!” he said jerking his own penis as he ogled my wife’s bare boobs. It irked me that she let him call her a bitch without so much of a peep in protest. “Shake ‘em for me,” he ordered. And I watched my wife’s bare back in dismay as.