A short, fat man in plain clothes, who looked more like a bank clerk than a torturer, took charge of Margery's interrogation. She was made to stand be...ore the Sergeant who was sitting behind his desk. The guards stood just inside the door, behind the prisoner."You are Margery Jennings. It is alleged that you said that our beloved Führer is a silly little man with a very silly moustache," accused her interrogator, "and then that you said that you would not sit down and eat with Nazis."Margery. They talked to one another like old friends, even though our age difference was considerable. Girl was a puzzle. She had multiple sides. She could work whether at the house or the office with such dedication to quality. Then in the next setting, be a muse of sorts or a spoiled child and an interminable cock tease. She was like that when I hit her with that snowball in Junior High and had changed very little in the interim.I’d just made a pot of tea when the phone went off.Girl grabbed it off. " With that, the three went into the bathroom where Carol was lying in the tub. Angel crouched over her and pissed in her face and all over her body. Erin was surprised but, when Angel stood away, she took her place and pissed on Carol and had some cum and anal juices drip from her butt, too. Carol moaned seeing that. When Erin stood away, Carol wiped some of the cum and anal Juices with a finger and sucked. Ben stood over her and pissed all over her covering her face and hair along with her. I could not believe how open she was about it all. That evening I listened as she called four of her girlfriends and told them of her decision to start fucking animals and asked them if they had ever thought about, if they had a dog that she could borrow, or if they knew of someone that she might contact. As I expected all four said that they had never ever given that a thought before, that they did not have a dog that she could borrow, however one told her to contact her sister-in-law.Damned.