What happened to him, to Sparks?" Somebody killed him, with a knife, evidently robbed him too." And how or why were you involved, Alex?"Beall explaine... about visiting the constable and discussing the similarities and possible relationships of the Clagett and Miller killings and then told his wife about the discovery of Sparks' body. He did not tell of the emasculation. His wife shared her idea that the McNishes might have been involved especially since one seemed to be missing."Could be,". While others would get away with minor reprimands, I bore brunt of her anger.So, I inserted my cock in her slippery cunt and gave such a violent thrust she almost jumped few inches.“What are you doing?” she hissed.“What do you think? You bitch, I am taking revenge. Every time your cane touched my palm, I wanted to fuck you until you cried for mercy. Now, my turn has come” I whispered in her ear as I squeezed her tits and kept pulverizing her cunt. She was biting her lip to stop from crying out. None of the guests were there, because the smokers had a better alternative at the front of the hotel.Jayne sat down on a cold steel park bench. She felt free, alone, relieved of her burden. Little did she know she had been spotted. Henk had seen her from his office window, watched her emerge furtively and flounce over to the bench, swinging her big white wedding dress with disdain. It’s funny how all women look beautiful in their wedding gown, he thought. Or attractive, anyway. Fuckable. And. The plan leapt into my head so well-formed and so fast my lips could barely keep up."Shut up for a minute and just listen. I've just had a brilliant idea! I am going to buy Elvestone Hall for WOOP. I've been thinking for months that we need a halfway house, for when my women get out of jail, rehabilitation, convalescence, counselling ... even just an address so they can get a job! We can make a nice little flat for Lady H in the West Wing if she wants to stay, and I hope she does, for as long.