”“The reason it doesn’t work is that after a while of asking the same thing over and over, even the most experienced of interrogators end up ask...ng leading questions. With a brain on sodium pentothal, the subject becomes pliable and asking leading questions can reprogram the subject’s memory. The subject will answer honestly, but the memory may be a lie. The trick is to program him with a lie that will make him willing to freely give you the answers you are looking for and stop resisting the. While I continued to hammer my thick and all-but-bursting rod into her, she picked up the handset and said, "Mr. Wrightson's office. Oh crap,"and she dropped the phone and climaxed, kicking her feet in the air and beating on my chest with her little fists while she squealed and cussed, bent back like a garden bridge."Two more, honey," I told her, feeling my balls tighten and churn, and then I said, "One more," as I pulled it back and rammed it home and pulsed and pulsed, shooting thick ropes of. .. , the Auctioneer intoned in his usual sing-song manner.I held my breath and waited, hoping no one else would bid on it. It was with a great sigh of relief, I finally heard the Auctioneer say, "Going once, going twice, Sold—to that young man for 50 cents!"A little while later Grandpa and I loaded my newly acquired, but very ancient RCA Victrola into his old truck and headed down the country roads for home.Once home I checked the Record Slots in the bottom of the old Cabinet and found one lone. “I sat with one leg crossed resting her foot on my other knee. You know how mom always tells me to sit like a lady not like a man but it feels good not having to cross my legs all the time daddy. But I think that’s what really got to Bob daddy. He always looked between my legs and saw my pussy covered but it still excited him,”, she said.Ray sat there and listened. Jenny said: So Bob kept looking between my legs but he couldn’t see anything. So when I looked between his legs I saw a huge lump.