“Please Jim, I will be good. Please untie me and let me clean up and get out of this smelly shit, please I beg you.” Jim asks. “Do you promise t... be good and stop fighting us?” She replied. “I promise. Please untie me.” He untied her, took the hoe handle out of her cunt, retied her hands behind her, took her to the horse washing stall, looped a rope around her neck tying it to the anchor in the wall used for tying a horse's lead rope to. He turned the water hose on and started spraying her from. Her soft green eyes darting at me like a missile locked on its target. There was nothing I could do but look back and smile. I worried that me staring at her and smiling made her think I was some young pervert who gets his kicks staring at woman but my worries were laid to rest when she smiled back. I was over the moon trying to figure out what to do next. As I over thought of what to do I didn’t see her get up and leave. It wasn’t until I looked out the window walking to her car that I knew I. Of course I couldn’t leave her have all the fun so I joined in. My black guy friends loved having this new eager little slut to suck their cock’s. One night we had just come home from a party where Karma had just blown 5 really cute black guys. I didn’t miss out on any of the fun. I sucked off 3 of them that wanted to go again. So we got back to our place and Karma couldn’t keep her hands off me. I turned on some music and gave her a sexy little lap dance. Then we went into our bedroom and took. He's an asshole," I spat."Yeah, but that asshole will put pressure on the chief, who will in turn, put pressure on me and pressure rolls downhill," he said. "Get my drift?" Then he hung up and my headache ratcheted up again. I couldn't believe I was being shifted to some other case that wasn't even a homicide, while the guy or guys who killed an old lady were allowed to stay free. Something other than pressure was rolling down hill and to me it smelled like bullshit.As I made my way back to my.