I know. I'm just ... tired. It's been a long day. A few Caf-Pows, and I'll be myself again," she said, trying to reassure them both."You heard the bos..., Tony. Caf-Pows. Lots of Caf-Pow. One for the ride home, one or two for the interrogation, and who knows how many for the times in between and after!"She knew she probably didn't have to remind him; the whole team knew about her Caf-Pow obsession. But it didn't hurt to give them little reminders every now and then.Good thing the Caf-Pow machine. Her beautiful black hands grasped Laura's naked breasts, twisting them roughly, her fingers pinching Laura's nipples. Karen's fingers and nails sank into the flesh of Laura's breasts. Never, even in their roughest fucking, had Karen ever squeezed Laura's breasts this hard."Ouch! God... you're hurting me!" Laura screamed at her.Karen's fingers pinched both of Laura's nipples at once, fiercely, bringing tears to Laura's eyes, and fiery pain to her nipples."Owwnncchh!"She slapped Karen's face. I needed his advice, and there was a question nagging me that needed an answer.I was welcomed with open arms by the whole group, or was it family? They didn't want to hear anything about my troubles until we'd all had a light lunch and when I asked if they had any more of that ham they served me last time, I was double welcome. It turned out that Sabine, who was the only one that spoke French fluently, had come up with the recipe after they had eaten it in a slightly different variety the first. ?Well, we have plenty of ideas of our own to discuss with you Mrs. Dixon, but first we have bought with us a err, training DVD, We would like you to explain to us the meaning behind it and then perhaps give us your thoughts as to its usefulness as a training aid.? Before the surprised Catherine could even answer him, Tom was walking across the room toward the TV/DVD combo in the corner, but thinking she was now about to be on much firmer ground, Catherine told Tom she was quite happy to.