She couldn't see exactly what was happening, prone as she was, but her brain described vivid pictures for her. The officer picked up a short stick fro... the table and began to push the mouse down the tube. Then it was inside of her. Its small claws scrabbled at the walls of her cunt in an effort to escape. He pulled the tube out, leaving the animal inside her. Tears of shame and outrage coursed down her cheeks, this was the ultimate indignity, but worse, the bastard was enjoying what he was. I couldn’t keep myself from fantasizing about how it would feel to slip my dick between her lips, into her moist mouth and fuck her face. Needless to say, my perverted desires were giving me an enormous erection, causing a bulge to form in the front of my jeans.The woman was brazenly giving me the once over. When she noticed my swollen cock she seemed quite pleased with herself and grinned at me. Then she playfully winked at me and licked her lips, sending a shiver up and down my spine that. “Idiot!” She huffed and walked away from me as she coyly smiled to herself. A loud knock on my door woke me up late that evening. Doreen stormed past me when I opened the door. Her hair was still wet and tied back. The perfume she was wearing told me that she was in my room for more than just to try to get me to leave the city. “Do you know who Isabelle is?” She asked. “I know what she is,” I answered. “Then you know you are out of your league, Gil. There is no way this turns out good for. “I didn’t see you all day yesterday. Did you spend the day with Julie?” he asked.“I was in Brighton. I had some unfinished business down there.”I put the bag on the desk, in front of Father Petrou. He looked at it, then at me, finally gazed back at the bag. He closed the bible he was reading, putting it to the side. He pulled the bag nearer. He slowly unzipped it, spreading the opening wider to look inside. He took a deep breath then exhaled. He retrieved the bloody baton from inside the bag,.