"And Greetje here is unlucky too. I hear she suffers from claustrophobia. Isn't that right Harry?" Mmm," said Harry responding. "Yes, she was in a ter...ible state when we got her out from behind the couch in the caravan after we snatched her. She must be finding this awful." Well, yes. But still. Where was I?" He let the door of the Iron Maiden slam shut absent-mindedly. Sarah gave a horrified squeal. Greetje gave another gagged scream. "Oh yes," Brad said to the helpless girls. "Thought I'd. Either he or I will call you later.”“Okay, X. I’m worried so call.”I was held for an hour. Ron and another man walked into the holding cell area. I was the only one being held. Ron said, “This is James Livingston. He will represent you, X.”“Thanks, Ron. Mister Livingston, bad circumstances, but thanks for coming with Ron. If I understand correctly, I’m being held for two murders. The victims were in my apartment. I got there this morning and found them when I opened the door. I didn’t go inside. He had me handing out equipment. This gave him more time for relieving his sexual appitite and that was a full time thing. It seemed there was always some young guy under his desk making him happy sucking him off or just playing what ever he desired. I had never seen or cared to see his equipment up close and personell till one day I was sitting at my desk half dozing I awoke to his big black trouser snake dangling in my face. He was slowly stroking it and shaking it as if trying to wake it up.. My wife, Sandy, 29, more fair-skinned, got called into work last minute, leaving Michelle and I at home. She has always been one to keep to herself ever since I had known her. She stayed in her room then came downstairs and said she was going for a bike ride. She came back an hour later, flushed and drenched with sweat, and I heard her go upstairs and turn the shower on… I said okay, this is my perfect chance if there ever will be one to see her nude! Problem is, how can I catch a glimpse of.