His latest case file was open in front of him letting him relive every glorious moment, he was looking at the before and after pictures of his experim...nt. She had been beautiful, he still felt a twinge of desire when he thought of her, of the way she had responded to him. Of her defiance. Of her impudence. She had lasted a lot longer than some. He remembered the first girl, the girl who wouldn't quit crying. She called the knife. She hadn't lasted three days.But a task force was something new. “So we’re playing that game again,” I sighed. Simon Says. The very phrase transported me back to college days with two friends I thought would be with me for the rest of my life. I was older by a couple of years because of my military service, but Simon and Brenda were my constant companions from Freshman Orientation on. Most of the time we agreed on what we were doing, where we were going, and when we were doing things. We were tight. But whenever there was a question, we always yielded to. You were right about the Witnesses; they are more of a cult than a religion. I'm not sorry that I found religion; I just wish now that it could have been a more main stream one."She looked at me as if expecting me to say something — maybe an "I told you so" — and when I didn't she said:"They turned on me Rob. I did everything that they wanted me to do and then they turned on me like a pack of dogs." What did you do to cause it?" Whatever you did to Jerry scared the hell out of him and he. ‘Can’t wait my sexy little friend, I had been hoping to make love to you. You should know that although I have had the pleasure of Sam and Jane, I deliberately restrained myself. I have saved my strength for you my sexy little girl.’ Jazz had to kneel down on the floor to hug her old friend Mabel. Jazz was 6ft 5′ tall compared to Mabels 5ft. Jazz was a Lady boy, a woman in all respects except for the fact that she had a cock instead of a vagina. There are many different types of human beings..