Lunch was my next stop and I did get some information about the troops at the border but nothing really new or exciting. I had no newspaper to read bu... it didn’t matter. I did what I did as a kid and I just dreamed away my day.The afternoon wore on later and I was just sitting on my bed staring at nothing. Earlier I had explored the building a little for its immenseness, many floors, a barracks type of housing, troops in bays of beds although the beds were gone for the most part, just a few. "Following the completion of the punitive punishment procedures, anincision shall be made from your peritoneum, through your symphysis pubis,and down to your zyphoid process, and your internal organs will then be harvestedfor human transplantation. May God have mercy on your soul. You may now makea brief final statement." As a guard released the ball gag Karen screamed, sobbing, "please no,no, don't do this, I loved him, I loved my husband so much, I promise I'lldo anything, anything you ask,. I made the mistake of saying; "You're a good kisser and you made me that wet."Before I could take another breath, he put his arm around my waist and pulled me in to his body and began to kiss my throat. (Yup, another fetish.) I was putty in his hands as he worked his kisses up my throat, over my chin and pressed our lips hard together. My mouth opened to his and our tongues intertwined. My legs were becoming weak as I came on wave after wave of beautiful sweet orgasms.I felt a hand sliding up. So he trudged on with what he thought of as tact. “Damn it Todd. I know this sucks, but all your schoolgirl bellyaching ain’t going to help.” With that Todd lost it. He just put his hands over his eyes and began to bawl. Big groaning sounds of pain that even Jimmy knew couldn’t be simply from losing his job. But even though he realized it probably wasn’t only -or even primarily- his workplace woes that were bringing Todd down, Jimmy didn’t acknowledge that to him. It never even crossed his mind.