Hard to makeout exactly what he said, what with all the ranting and flying spittle,but I'm pretty sure I heard: "You're a fucking dead man, Sanders!" ...nd"I'll have your goddamn balls on a plate!" and more threats of thatsort. Shouting in front of everybody, rushing the witness stand... ittook half-a-dozen men to hold him back from throttling me. Well, fromtrying, that is. I don't throttle easily. Saying that--the man's notsmall. Over six feet tall and all muscle, the guy reached the. “You wont get out of here unless you give at least one of us a blowjob.” “I’ve never done it before!”“It’s OK dear just close your eyes and imagine it’s a lollipop.” Said a creepy voice as I started to cry. “Please!” I sobbed.“He’ll let you out as soon as you’re done. Please just do it or there’ll be trouble.” “Promise?” I reluctantly knelt down in the cubicle. I’d never given a man a blowjob, I’d never even been this close to a man’s willy before, with my nose inches from his bell-end I could. Dede could be a bit cantankerous.I spent the next two days with the sick animals. Edith had enforced my protocols as soon as she had returned and the barns were so clean it was scary. The fact was that most of the animals were already well on the road to recovery and I only had to boost their health a little.Greta decided to stay home and only Sable, Jen, Jose and Kat were going with me to visit the Bellows.I got a little opposition when I said I was taking Sable.Jen was coming with us to drive. “Who says I’m not planning on having it all?” she asked sweetly.“I bet Lana’s gonna beat you unconscious if you don’t get out of her way when your turn is up,” I said certainly. “Or she might show you Bad Lana.”Beck perked up considerably at that thought. “What would Bad Lana do?”“Tie you to a chair and make you watch while she fucked me half to death,” I answered lightly.“That has possibilities,” Lana grinned.“Not the kind of cruelty I was hoping for,” Beck pouted, making us all laugh.“I.