”I opened the door for Chuck before he even had time to ring the doorbell. The look on his face was one of shock. He was speechless.“Hello Chuck,�...� I said, “Surprised? So are we. I’m guessing you are here for Sherry.”“You must be her dad,” he said, “I had no idea.”“Nor did we,” I told him, “Come on in and let’s just all three pretend we don’t know each other.”“Sherry, your friend is here,” my wife yelled up the stairs.“I’ll be right down,” she answered.“I’m really sorry,” Chuck told us, “would. She moaned loudly when it started to stretched her, telling her the neck was done. But Ginger didnt force anymore into her, just fucked her with the neck for a bit, before removing it was a plop. She breathed quickly into Blondes chest as it was removed, and tried to stifle the sob coming up. She thought maybe they were done. As soon as they are, Ill run, she told herself. But then, Ginger pressed his cock into her small asshole, and she screamed again. Shut up before I shove that shitty bottle. .Friedrich Mauz was a lesser known Nazi scientist, and psychiatrist, who had worked on secret Nazi mind control programs. The Russians had scooped him up, but then the American CIA smuggled him out where he'd been a part of their investigation of the effects of LSD for extended time and uses. . This had been his house. This was his secret laboratory!In the days to come Jack would come down for an hour or two, rummaging around the lab. It was like being some how morbidly fascinated with finding. Liz stood up, leaning towards Frank and slowly undid her shorts and slipped them down over her hips before tossing them to me, standing before him just in her panties which didn’t leave much to the imagination. Then she turned and backed down into the cabin where she took off her panties, throwing then up into the cockpit and beckoning Frank to follow her below. He stood quickly and started below but Liz shook her head and said that he wasn’t allowed down while wearing his swim-shorts. Frank.