."I interrupted his bullshit, " ... Yeah right! Don't worry about it, we need to give this key to the Corporal anyway."Jack thought for a moment and a...ked, "Do you think that he would make sure my letters got mailed to Masha?"I teased, "I don't know what he'll do after all the shit you gave him, he might just throw them in the trash."The Corporal came back into the room and I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing when Jack apologized again, "Hey listen, I really am sorry about being such. I thought he would tell the boss and I made the best mistake of my life by telling him that I’ll do anything is he didn’t say anything to anyone. Well I knew that he was going to fuck me and I was ready for it but the way he used my body for his own reward changed me forever. He fucked me so hard and made me suck him off after every time I climaxed on his cock which I liked. After that I knew that I needed to be fucked as hard as any man can give me and the more I got the more I wanted. I. "Max," he said. "Get me that old coachwhip from the porch. I think I'm gonna have to teach these two up-market cunts a lesson."Max grinned and obeyed. Fiona tried to pull her daughter from Al's grasp. He backhand the woman across the side of her head and she sat down hard on the bearskin. When Max returned, carrying the whip—a thin rod covered with braided leather, frayed and tattered at the tip—Fiona was dazedly struggling to her feet."No!" she cried as Al took the old whip from Max and gave. Well, I guess not anymore,” I explained. “You know there were a lot of bad things going on there?” He said as he closed the file and moved it away. “Yeah, but it was better that having nothing and no one,” I said. “I see,” he replied with sympathy. He got up, took off his jacket and hung it on the back of the chair. “It’s hot in here,” he mumbled as he went to sit down again. “I know it is. I’d take my shirt off, but I have nothing on underneath,” I said. “Go ahead, take it off,” he said with a.