The rest of the project could be done from his office.Dan went over his plans again. He didn't want to screw up. He had taken a room in an upscale Inn...that had a oversized whirlpool tube and a king sized bed. The spy camera and the recorder were set up and checked out. There was a bottle of good Champaign iced down and two more in the room's refrigerator. He had made copies of the pictures of Bitsy's pool party and he knew what he was going to tell her.Dan saw Adrianne's car pull up to the curb. . äh.. Ranger! Ist jemand da? Hier ist es nicht mehr sicher, bitte öffnen sie die Tür!", rief ein Mann, doch wie ein Ranger klang der nicht wirklich. Emilia zumindest war nicht überzeugt. "Wie oft willst du noch fragen? Jetzt mach einfach die scheiß Tür auf du Idiot.", sagte ein anderer. Emmi's Augen weiteten sich und sie lief schnell zu der versteckten Falltür im Wohnzimmer, die unter den Boden der Hütte führte. Gerade noch rechtzeitig, denn Sekunden später hörte sie einen der Männer sagen:. We work for the Colonel, and I know that he would be upset with anybody getting in his way. I’ll bet he’ll give me a raise, if I blow your damn fool head off right here and now”Another voice from inside the cabin spoke up. “That wouldn’t be a smart move bud.” the curtain covering the front window drew aside. “I’d hate to break Mrs. Simpson’s front window. Glass costing what it does.” behind the glass, a double-barreled shotgun could be seen aimed at the riders.A loud whistle came from the barn.. A ball gag was pushed in to my mouth and fastened around my head. I was rushing and helpless when I felt him push his finger in to my arse again ,first one then two, his gloved fingers slipping in as I relaxed and messed myself. He pushed deeper then started circling around opening me up. My hands grasping the rails panting around my gag, I started to moan as he masterbated the mess from my arse with his fingers. I felt the shower splshing me as he moved around behind me, his mouth at my ear,.