Victoriais feminine for Victor."Victor said, "Big Deal Karen. Still what's to you?"Karen said, "Vickie drives a car that is registered to your address...andyour name. She also has your phone number. I think she is you..."Victor said, "What tipped you off?"Karen said, "I am a cop remember. I saw at times nail polish on yournails when you are Victor. Also traces of Lipstick on your lips."Victor said, "You know I am hard up for cash and the owner didn't wanthire anyone new. The owner did not want. He asks if I desire to feel more and something comes over me. YES GOD YES I want to know it. He begins with all 5 fingers and then he says he can feel my cervix, GOD, he now has more of his hand in me than ever before. I am so stretched yet he says I am just opening even more. I feel a spasm and he pulls out, I loosen up and he pushes in. God what a feeling and then I cum yet again. The whole morning has turned into one long never ending orgasm. He finally pulls out and we collapse onto each. Hen and Stag nights throw the doors open to all manner of sexual shenanigans, an excuse to dress like a slut in stockings, getting boozed-up and tied to a lamp-post for drunk men to approach and kiss, with a sign pinned around my neck, 'Last chance boys, horny bride to be'.I secretly chose this verse for the sign, and my heart was pumping hard as my slender wrists were tied behind my back, to the unlit lamp-post, and my knickers and brassiere removed, my bridesmaids retired to a safe distance. Broad Shoulders stuck his head through the door and saw mayhem personified. Too many customers to count were lying about, some with broken bones. Most of the gambling machines were smashed, and two of the largest men Broad Shoulders had ever seen were swinging hammers against the few remaining intact machines.He used his tactical radio to call for backup and EMTs, expressing dismay at the destruction. Broad Shoulders knew that he was over matched by the two men swinging the hammers, but he felt.