" Apprentice Gissa Q'reena, come to the podium."The girl flinched. She swallowed hard and stepped forward, eyes wide and scared.Q'land peered over his...spectacles, making him seem all the more intimidating to the Apprentice. "You state then for the record that you are the author of these notes?"Gissa started to nod and opened her mouth. She paused, reconsidered, then shook her head. "No, Master Q'land."The Guildmaster's smile disappeared. "You just said you were!" he roared.Gissa gripped the. " Hank said.Betty opened her eyes, seeing Hank motioning her toward the workbench. Sitting on the workbench, her legs spread apart, was Annie! No, she wasn't going to do what they wanted! It was evil, perverted!"No!" she yelled."Come on!" Hank said impatiently, reaching down and grabbing her hair.Betty squealed, her hands shooting up, her fingers curling. Defensively the teen tried clawing those offending hands from her head. But Hank only laughed at her wild attempts, knocking her hands away,. That only made me more curious. I wanted to know about some of them. I wanted to hear her best stories of fucking. Not the duds. She then told me of a particular guy who was a lot younger than her. She met him at a nightclub after last call. She went home with him and fucked him a couple times that night. As she tells it they were drunk so she didn't remember a lot except he had a huge cock. And he was Hispanic. She gave him her number and went home.The next weekend at about one in the morning,. 700. We left the shop with the camera. That day we unhurriedly visited various parts of the temple and took photographs wherever photography was allowed. We visited Amrit Sarovar, Harmandir Saheb, Akal Takht and the museum. Our plan was to visit local places of interest in the forenoon the next day followed by India Pakistan border at Attari in the afternoon. Throughout that day I felt an itch in my mind, there was something wrong, a feeling of some unfinished task. I knew something was.