One of our web sleuths got a hold of it before release. Our crash team has made sure that since then the aspiring journalist won’t have time anymore...to do podcasts.”I am not sure if I understood what Leon meant with his last sentence, but I am sure it was nothing nice.“I am sure the audience knows the options for post elimination, I thought I was clear on those, and you can communicate those to them as I don’t want it to be a surprise. I just don’t want the contestants to know the details. To cut a long story short I complimented her on her great looking body. There were some nice things about it too. She had fantastic looking long nipples. Her pubic hair was grey blond and sparse, so that her labia were easily visible. Her pose helped too I suppose. Her name, not that it's important, was Fredrieka; Fred for short. Fred for her part wanted to know a bit about me, including of course why I shaved. It always gets them in guys, doesn't it? Her story was that she and her husband had. "What the hell was that for?" Brian demanded. "She's doing what you told her to."His insolence earned me another lash. "So?" Kevin said. "Shut up and enjoy it." He whipped me again for emphasis.My eyes watering, I did my best to keep going. But it didn't matter. Not two minutes later, I was punished yet again. I whimpered and Brian dared to defend me. "Stop it, Kevin," he said flatly. "What the hell is wrong with you?" A lot," Kevin returned."What do you want?" Brian gently disengaged me and. He flopped on the sofa and kicked off his shoes, smiling with that nice "ahhh" feeling that one can only get after a long day at work. Just then, however, he noticed the absence of his wife. Where could she be? "Martha?" he called. No response. Hoping nothing was wrong, he went to look for her.He slowly walked to the bedroom. The door was shut, but he didn't think anything of it at the time. He turned the knob and pushed the door open. When the door was fully open, he was greeted with a.