She got urine on her legs, in the crackof her arse, on the seat, on the floor. She hurt her back arching itto pee straight down. She chose a t-shirt a... random and used it toclean the toilet and the floor. She washed it in the shower withTisanee?s soap.Tisanee.Brennan.What if the only person who answered his phone was Brennan?She?d call 911 before she called Brennan.Oh, fuck. What if he called her?She had to get out of this room. She knocked on the door again. Shechecked her specs. Twenty-two. I wasn't sure that they wanted records of any part of that operation. In any event I had plenty of money from my moonshine business to worry about first. After I had all that taken care of I might worry about the Swamp Thing money.It was hard but I managed to not do anything for the week after Christmas. Then of course it was the New Years parties. I went to one of the drink houses that catered to a variety of clients. I ordered my product and was told they were sold out. I drank beer. If there. They were the prettiest shade of blue.Adrian moved his hand up to guide. Looping a finger through the silver chain she was wearing, he pulled her forward. She complied, her mouth enveloping more of him.He saw her look around the bus, blushing with his cock in her mouth. He didn’t have to follow her gaze to know that people were staring. Good."You'll say thank you when I'm done, you know." Adrian said, pulling her chain harder, forcing her to move at his pace. He felt the periphery of her. .What do you mean?" George mumbled as he began tofeel the effects of the mysterious goo. The cunning Asian mistress captured his chin with her other hand andlooked directly into his dilated pupils. "You like me do more?" She said with an air of mystery in her voice. The pig had been introduced to her pleasure techniques for a few monthsnow she mused to herself. But tonight he will be introduced to her ownspecial form of North-Korean hell. Something she had been looking forwardto. .