Then taking a seat on the floor in the corner of the interview room so that the prisoner could see me, the fun began.Lord Braselton, with Anna beside ...im, was seated across the simple table from the first prisoner. After Lord Braselton asked him his name and he refused to answer, I started chanting. A moment later, Anna looked at me, trying not to smile, then she turned to Lord Braselton.“His birth name was Timour, born 1941 in a village outside Kansk. When his parents died of fever and. His guess was she hadn’t returned home since the previous day. He was even more worried by the fact that he couldn’t actually establish just how long she had been gone. He was suddenly overcome by a sense of guilt. He felt guilty that he hadn’t called her in over a week; “what if something bad had happened to her, perhaps she had taken ill and been taken to hospital, he wondered as his thoughts began to run amok. ‘No,’ if she was that sick or had been in a car crash, someone would have. She knew she looked good today. She was a pretty woman and for her age, looked at a lot younger. She had reddish-brown hair, green eyes and was in great shape. To quote her boss, she was one, ‘Fine piece of ass’ and she dressed to show it off. Today she was wearing a short black skirt that hugged the curves of her body. A tight white blouse that accentuated her slender waist and paired with her Miracle bra gave her an incredible looking shape. As she dressed this morning, she thought of her. She rushes infront of me. “Really nerd! I do not have all day for this shit. Lets gets this over with so I can go on with my day.” Then she turns arounds and turns off my xbox.“The Fuck Ari I was playing that” I yelled standing up.“Like I said I do not have all day to have sex with a tiny dick nerd like you” she said. “I have better things to d—-” I suddenly slapped her into silence and grabbed her hair.“You don’t get how this works bitch! We are not on your time. We are on my time slut. “ I.