He just wasn’t expecting to see that, ‘ I laughed. ‘Okay, fun’s over. Give me my clothes,’ she said. ‘Nope,’ I said, ‘for one thing, ... can’t get them from behind the seat without stopping the truck and getting out. Second, you promised me something.’ I looked over at her and gave her a big smile. ‘Bastard,’ she said, but she undid her seatbelt and slid over next to me. ‘Is there somewhere you can pull over? A side road or something?’ I knew just the spot. A little road was coming up that I. A few seconds later, the door opened -- not Mollie, but Dale McMullen, the president of the Defenders, carrying two cups of coffee. "I was coming this way, anyway," Dale said, allowing the door to close behind him. He set a cup of coffee down on Harper's mail-cluttered desk, then found a seat on the couch by the window. "Got some good news," he said."A nice big donor, I hope?" Harper said."Next best thing," McMullen replied. "Fred Knox, Jenny Easton's agent, thinks he can get Jenny to do an. Within an hours time we started off through some secluded village along the highway with fields of some plantations around. We stopped the car for sometime and thought of taking a break. Ravi signaled he needs a pee break and Tushar joined him too…as expected they zipped open their fly and stood next to my window and started relieving themselves. Well..of course didn’t matter much to me as once they finished emptying their tank I came out and said even I need to piss. They showed me the way to. I think giving him some sexual pain might be good for him.”“Well, don’t think that fisting will be too much for him. We saw him take his wife’s fist up his ass at the last party.”“I was thinking of stringing him up by his balls with something really big in his ass. Perhaps I will have him drink some piss. He likes to piss on and in other people.”“Okay. We’ll just have to see how it all works out.” She had stripped and hung her work clothing while we talked. Naked, we walked out to the pool.