"I'm going to make a few stops on the way back to my apartment and try to find what we need. You bring all the items you've obtained so far to the apa...tment at 6 this evening." With that, Diana hung up the phone, and proceeded down the street and then a few blocks to the left. She was now in the garment district of the city, home to shops selling clothes ranging from European elegance to New Age grunge. The shop she was specifically looking for was not exactly hidden, but the front of the store. Are you ready to cooperate?"Another shot of electricity in his balls convinced Bill that he would not survive the night without cooperating. He did not know what would be required, but anything would be better than the pain. "Yes," he choked out."Tighten up the bags, Joe, I want Bill to remember his word," ordered Bruno."AAAGGG," cried Bill, his balls crunched tighter in the bag, the tacks puncturing the skin. The pressure of the tacks on his cock drove them into the side and especially the. We're just masquerading as one)Over the days they had been together in the suit they had foundthemselves agreeing more and more and thinking more and more alike, asif the sheer act of being inside the eredar costume gave them a newpurpose and aggressiveness that had never existed in Jaina, Tyrande orVereesa before. It had began as just keeping up appearances for theiract, but now... now it was almost as if it came natural to them. Themental discussion was brief and not noticeable by any of the. Now John Barton was starting on his honeymoon. It was his second marriage. He had dropped his first wife, Fran, who had begun showing signs of middle age. Fran had hired one of the best known divorce lawyers in the country. Barton had toughed him out the same as he toughed out every other son of a bitch who tried to cross him. Now the lawyer was nursing his wounds, Fran was living on $30,000 a year, and Barton was enjoying his billions.He had married a babe. An incredibly beautiful Asian girl.