I wanted to like him, and did when he wasn't under the influence of the colonel. He had an evil streak no different than the man who ironically rescue... him from the brothel only to make him his private whore-boy that he discriminately loaned to other men that the colonel either wanted a favor from, or perhaps even to wage blackmail against.Claus had mentioned that so many men came to his bedroom that he would report to the colonel exact details of what sexual acts the men were into. Claus. And every once in awhile, I’d find someone who was actually nice to talk to and pass the time with. My expectations were never terribly high, but if it keeps two people from being bored and maybe gets us off too, what’s not to like? I fought back a gasp when I finally realized that the woman in front of me looked exactly like someone, Danielle, who I’d “met” on one of those sites. I hesitated for a moment, figuring the odds of such a chance meeting were virtually impossible, especially with the. I am happy.”“She will give her cunt to you,” I said.I sat in the opposite sofa along with my mother in law. I put my arm around her and started fondling her boobs in front of my father in law, to get him horny again. I called my wife and asked her to come to her father’s room.“Your daughter in law too is a good fuck with a nice cunt, different from the cunts of your family women. You must try her too,” I asked my father in law.“When is our son coming with his wife, “asked him.“Next week”, I. Nor will Michaelism. In short, nothing will get me into Heaven, to spend eternity with my husband, because YOU cut a deal for my soul with a glorified archangel who is now running the show there? I could stand on my head for a decade, and I’d still go to Hell. Damn! This is your fault! Yours and Michael’s, that is. You owe me a husband, you know! You owe me a helluva lot of sex, too, that I’ll be missing once he goes up in this apparent Rapture that I was already afraid might leave me behind,.