He knew the complete file on Clem. He had been required to file several reports years ago to the parole board in Rosedale California as part of Clems ...inal parole and release. Tonight he was wearing a suit not his uniform, signaling it might just be a friendly call, but Clem shook from head to toe as he walked toward him. Jacks had never really become a friend. At best it could be said they had mutual respect, but Clem always thought Jacks mistrusted him and was waiting for a screw up on his. . she hated these parties. She didn't know anyone and there was always some drunk trying to convince her to go into an empty office for a quickie. Jesus they were all the same!She was staring off into the night when there was a light touch on her shoulder. She turned and saw a nice looking young man in a tuxedo standing behind her with a smile on his face. Prepared for the 'come on' she smiled back. "Can I help you?" Uh ... are you Carol Martin, Mrs. Richard Martin?" Yes ... and I repeat can I. I slowly pull my holes off of the orc and his machine, squeezing my asshole around the last three inches of his cock. This causes him to wince and howl and fall backwards to the floor. Starial is over him in an instant with his own blade pointed at his evil heart. "Don't fucking move, scum!" she tells the cowering orc captain. I step over the bench with my hands covering my holes. I stroll over to Mogash casually and bend over to look in his eyes. I look at Starial, "Keep this asshole pinned. "It is my birthday." Then you'd better be on your best behavior." She smiles, letting her grip gentle into a caress as she pulls away. "I've got a special present planned."Ron opens his mouth to speak, but then a smoke detector charm starts screeching, and he curses quietly before turning back to the stove and furiously waving his hands at the slight curl of smoke rising from the saucepan.Hermione doesn't laugh, but she is smiling when she opens the bottle of red and pours two glasses. She sets.