So now it had obviously been used. Where had she put it? Would it be covered in her juices still? She must have tried it out that day. There could onl... be one place. I carefully opened her knicker drawer, shaking a bit in anticipation. Everything had been thrown in all jumbled up, (unusually for her, she was normally very neat). Lifting up a few pairs of workday control panties and rummaging beneath the forgotten thongs, I found her prize. Out of sight out of mind! There were the red silk. I began to funnel a good deal of money, all in small cash deposits, into bank accounts that I had established under my alternate identities.When I wasn't working, I was reading, looking for ideas that would help me in my quest to bring the criminals to justice. The only exception to that was the time I spent with Nadine. Ever since the funeral, we had been having dinner together at least once a week, usually on Saturday evening.We talked, or rather mostly she talked, and almost every time at. Strangely, Master did not feed kata, but instead gave her a glass of milk to drink. “Don’t want anything nasty in that pretty ass of yours,” He explained. After dinner, bina (evidently being punished) cleared the dishes and brought them to the kitchen to be washed. From the tentative way she walked and the pained expression on her face, it was clear that the massive dildo sticking out from between her hefty thighs was giving her no end of trouble. noma and kata, however, followed their Masters. Jenny was too mortified to speak."Jenny, my men have been out here along the baja desert for quite some time. We have no television or any other kind of diversion. They are getting restless and quarrelsome. If I am not careful, they will soon start fighting with each other. They all have guns and knives. I cannot afford to lose anybody." Marcel said quietly."I'm sorry you have been away so long. I hope all of you are home soon." Jenny tried to reply as politely as possible."Jenny, I think you.