”Groggy from reading, and logging, all those Nelson-Eamons surveillance logs -- my notes and the notes from four Orange County private investigators...-- something I’d seen rang the faintest of bells. Or was it something I’d heard?I wasn’t worried that I couldn’t remember whatever it was, couldn’t bring it into focus. It happens to all of us and I was pretty sure the thought, the feeling, the hint, would resurface.To facilitate the intellectual process, I opened a bottle of red from my hotel. “WOW! That,s the sort of treat I love! Do you always swallow?” “Of Course! Not much point in sucking you off if I Didn,t swallow! I know guys love to be swallowed and I Love the taste of fresh cum so it wouldn’t,t be fair not to! It also saves me refusing to have a penis put in my vagina which won,t happen till someone puts a ring on this finger!” She pointed to her ring finger. “If youndon,t like that sling your hook!” We were both fairlyntired so I bought us another cold drink and we actually. CRACK!The third blow elicited an involuntary scream as it landed in the narrow gap between the two previous landing sites. The eunuch left the birch resting on her arse, and the Emir inquired why he had done that."It is the habit in my Master's harem to leave the instrument so at the end of a punishment. It signals to the woman that the end has arrived. She may not rise until it is lifted," he replied, looking slightly surprised."Oh," said the Emir, "That is slightly different from our. Karen was easier to get into and was slipperier inside. At least at the beginning. But they were both just so good. I couldn't believe that I was so happy since Karen came into our lives. And now I could repay her some for all she'd done for us. I really wanted to make it good for her, I wanted her to not even remember her boyfriend."Oh, wow, this feels so good, mmm, you look happy, big brother," my sister said as she held herself over our babysitter's head while I watched her tongue flick back.