After several comments by people who wanted the berries, without having to pick them off their thorny vines, I sent my former student a private messag..., “Alan, I would love to have some of those berries. I would be willing to pick all I can, and only take a third of what I pick. In fact, I would also be willing to cook up your share, into preserves, cobbler or whatever you like.” “Wow, Ms. Parker, that sounds A-W-E-S-O-M-E! I received a grant to improve my fruit orchards and these blackberries. 30 tak rahta tha or papa mujhse pyar karte the or mummy se b lekin wo ghar pe nahi rahte the pata nahi kya reason tha kabhi kabhar hi aate the mai school me padhta kam or badmashi jyada karta tha time bitta gaya aur mai 8 sal ka ho gaya mummy ne roj ki tara 5.30 baje uthaya or bathroom me le gayi aap to jante hi hai ki mai ghar pe nanga hi rahta hun us samay thoda thoda thund padna start ho gayi thi mummy kapde utar k nangi hui or mutne k liye chhed ki or chut kar k baithi maine sharart sharart. "I'm sorry, boss. There's not very much to go on. Harvey Armstrong, the editor has no vices that I can find. He hardly ever drinks, he doesn't smoke, never gambles. Jake (our tame nerd) has been through his phone records and internet history. There's nothing there. We've looked at the wife as well. She's much younger than him, early thirties, and a right goody two-shoes with an unblemished past and present. The only thing that's unusual is that she goes across to Grayson every couple of months. I’m going to do terrible things to you that you’ll remember for the rest of your life. You will experience as much pain as humanly possible. I will be in control the entire time. I only make two promises: you will leave alive and you will no longer have a clit.”Attached to the message was a waiver and directions to a home on the far side of the city.I thought about it. Then I looked at my clit in the bathroom mirror. He was erect and pulsing with anticipation. He wanted and needed to come off.I.