Have you heard from your mentor since his firing?" *****In the silence Mr. Smith had my complete attention. I sat utterly still staring into his eyes....He softly continued, "We know Otto was fired from MCL, then we lost track of him." Grace asked, "Who is this 'WE?' Don't you dare say you and the blonde Mrs." Smith smirked as he replied, "Wouldn't dream of it." Then, more seriously, he continued: "Friends who are disturbed by some of Kressinger's wartime activities." "Mossad" popped into my. Once I,d acclimatised myself I couldn,t wait to try so,e trout fishing in the tiny stream Mill Creek that flowed near my parent,s house so one morning with my Mom and younger brother out of the house and my father at work I left Sarah keeping the youngsters entertained and headed for the creek with my fishing gear and hip waders as the stream was wadeable except for the deepest pools at that time of year. It was a cool cloudy morning so not necessary to stalk the wary native trout that lived. Gingerbecame noticeably overheated and, as he was reaching the end of hisrevolting task, she had another, smaller orgasm. It produced freshfluids, which the cuckold had to slurp up and gag down as well.When it was all done, Ginger told him, "I got you something to celebrateLuke's first sleepover with us. It's on the floor of the closet, inanother of those pink bags, with the handles. Go get it, Sniffles."He did as he was told, taking the bag and setting it on the dresser.What came out of it. Madam Chui noticed this one seemed more resistant than all the generals other slaves. She'd heard the general had decided to allow her to keep a name and quite clearly the conditioning had not gone far enough to break her spirit fully. A bad idea as far a Madam Chui was concerned"It seems you are the general's favourite," The woman said patronisingly. "Well cross me and you'll wish you were a mindless slut like the rest." And with that the two guards dragged her underground.An hour later little.