Would I have time to gather it?Of course, I had all this shown to Prisoner 398, her father’s death, the hunting down of the remained of the twelfth ...s well as the surveillance the decline of her son, his deteriorating condition. Oddly enough she just snickered, as if her confinement was only temporary. Unconcerned with the status of her son, the death of her father, and destruction of her family.I knew I’d had her scanned before being placed into her cell, but as soon as she fell asleep, I. Charlie found it painful to smile, but he tried. ‘We’ve strapped up your fingers for now, and re-set your shoulder, you’ll get used to the straps and eventually you can probably do without them. The scratches to your face will leave a few minor scars. Your neck is strained, but that will be little bother apart from the odd headache for a bit. Your back will hurt for a while but with a decent rest, it will improve. ‘We’ve done several X-rays and you have damaged nothing vital. And before you. I gently pulled Irma to me and began kissing her passionately, I just couldn't hold back; I had to have her. She responded with an urgency of her own, opening her mouth and feverishly probing mine with her tongue.I broke the kiss, and half whispered into her ear, "you know, beautiful, for the next few hours you belong to me, and only me. I'm going to take you and possess you like you've never been taken or possessed before." I took her head between my hands, lifted it and kissed her. Her legs parted so I could not miss the gorgeous lacy white g-string under her skirt, the creamy thighs and the black lace stocking tops circling them. “Well” she cooed, “I have been watching you with your little lingerie show and thinking to myself – he is wasting his time! So what do you think of me?” “I, I, I..” I stammered, totally stunned that this powerful, sexy goddess knew my secrets, surely I was going to be fired or disciplined.“Come on, I have seen you watching the young office.