But there is a twist. The man will not tolerate any sillydoggy-sounds. No barking or growling. Joe can scream and cry when he istortured as long as hi... screams contain no words. He can whimper andmoan all he likes, as long as there are no words. With a shudder Joerealizes that this order should pose no problems at all, since Joe isusually in so much pain when the man tortures him that he is completelyunable to form words. The same applies when the man lets him cum. Thismakes Joe completely. He was thankful for that small mercy because there he could have some sympathy with the old git.On his return to the office there had been little sympathy and a great deal of laughter which only made matters worse. So now he was out on the town, virtually a pub crawl, it being far too early for any girls to be about, he hadn't met up with any of his mates and his mood was becoming darker.All that changed when he entered the Starlight Cocktail Lounge, because there, sitting at the bar on a high. I wouldn't hide. I'd wear theclothes and keep my pride. A stiff upper lip, I thought. A stiff upperlip covered with lipstick. Oh shit!The door rattled under the pressure of small knuckles."Tracey. It's me, your mother. Can I come in?"The door opened and she stepped inside."Well what's it to be?" Is that really a question?" I asked."Beg your pardon?" A question. You asked me what's its going to be. You made it sound asif I have a choice. Well do I?" That depends," said Mom. "If you're talking. . Russian is it, or perhaps Eastern Slavic eh?" Dr.Burton mentioned while eyeing Veronika with a wary glance. "Yes well,distant cousin to be sure, Doctor." "Ah of course, well do not forgetyour assignments, and you too have a good day," Dr. Burton utteredstoically as he made his way over to his office. "Pleasure meeting yousir" Veronika called out to him kindly."He's quite the wary fellow, eh?" Veronika mentioned as she and Lew madetheir way over to the lunch hall. "Hmm yes, quite, and he is.