..” He glanced over at where his parents were sitting, with a guilty look on his face. “Well, you know ... he’d appreciate it if you said a few ...ords. Mom and Rachel would, too.”I nodded. “I’d be honored. Hell, there’ll be so many people wanting to say nice things about your father, I’ll need to beat them back with my cane!” I drained my glass. “Christ, he’ll probably end up on some tropical island in the South Pacific and outlive us all.”Allen drained his own glass. “I’ll drink to that!”In. He said that he and some of his friends loved that but it wasn’t very popular at the club and they sometimes met at one of their private houses for a piss session. He asked Gill if she would like to come along one time. She wasn’t sure but I could see her thinking about it. He was apparently one of the cuck husbands like me who brought his wife along here. Anyway, I went to him just before we left the club and asked for his contact number.I talked with Gill about it a lot over the next few days. (Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack) I started to scream and they put agag over my mouth. She paddled me for about 10 minutes. She then put the paddledown and started pinching my nipples hard (hmmmmm.) saying ( we know how totake care of bad little boys). I was trying to get free (hmmmmmmm) but it wasno use. The other women came over wearing dildos, saying let us have some funtoo. One got in front of me the other in front of my very sore bottom. Then Ifelt something cold on my anus. The police. This might turn out to be very beneficial. So Monday rolled around and at 10:30 that morning, the first interview arrived. I greeted him and walked him into my office from the small waiting area where the assistant would work at the small desk. "Hi.....Frank" and I shook the young man's hand. He was in his early 20's and shorter, slender and dressed neatly in a shirt and tie and pair of dockers. His hair was brown and wavy and he had great blue eyes and a smile that said many words with.