“Computer!” he called out.“Yes, Prime?”I still wonder who told it to call me Prime? “Uh, have I had any calls since my wives and I entered t...e bedroom?”“Yes. Lieutenant Mayfield called and so did General Whitworth.”“The General called? Uh, what did you tell him?”“That you and your wives were making love and did not want to be disturbed unless it was an emergency, of course.”“Oh, shit. Oh, shit,” Jeff mumbled as he jumped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and was trying to dry himself as he. "We thought it was a hit at first," Ram began, "But only his prints were on the gun and the door was locked and chained. The window's painted shut and there's no other way in here. We found your card in his wallet." "Have an ID?" "John Stuart Malone, 'Sketchy' to his friends, a small time hood with a long rap sheet. Know him?" "Nope, you ever ID that other guy?" "Yeah, I forget his name but he was like this punk, hanging around the edges of society preying on innocent people. No loss." "My. She seemed to be full of surprises these days.She hooked her middle finger inside the waistband of the lace, then very slowly slid her knickers down her thighs and onto the floor by her feet. Then she slowly pulled the dress up past her hips, then up to her boobs, then finally all the way up to her neck. Her smooth pussy and perky tits were in full view."Is this what you wanted to see?" she asked rhetorically. "Yes," I said through my breath. "I want to watch you get yourself off," I said, now. For two and a half hours Joey decorated his human canvas. They had to turn her over and tie her belly down across a chair to decorate her butt: a snake, fuck here signs, bugs and such. The sum of all those acid injections caused as much pain as being tied on a hill of fire ants would have.When Joey tired of his work and ran out of good places to decorate, the men took turns fucking her cunt doggy style as she was tied down. They couldn't fuck her asshole, because it was plugged by the.