"Doreen Willets, you can call me Doreen. It's nice to meet you too, David. Please excuse my grandson. You know how kids are these days. The car is in ...he garage; let me get the key for you." She started toward the door. I stepped ahead of her and held the screen open for her.As she crossed the threshold the boy called out, "Bring me a soda when you come back out."She turned and yelled back, "You can't ask me better than that you can drink from the hose." I ain't drinkin' from no damn hose!" You. All the victims were naked and the cages were arranged around an open courtyard that had a small stage used for the tortures. It looked like the idea was for the future victims to have a good view of what happened to the people being tortured.We found a few boys hanging from the chain-lifts, and a few more corpses lying on the floor of the stage. None of them had lived long enough for us to help them. There were no female corpses. Why? I don't know.Anyway, there were 131 boys and women in the. Miranda had no idea what she meant, only that, staring at the g-string clad woman, her sexy belly ring, her gorgeous pink nipples, Miranda was as ready as she could be without exploding."Yes," Miranda said, nodding as she did. The blonde approached and then straddled the chair, dangling her breasts close to her mouth. "Remember the rules. You can't touch me," she said, wiggling her hips, pushing her own warm center into Miranda's pubic area, "But I can touch you. Okay?" Miranda, staring at the. What else? Did you fuck her that night too? That was a long time to be gone for just kissing! No&hellip,. no&hellip,. He trailed off. He stood and began pacing once again. Dont bullshit with me! This is your opportunity to come clean&hellip, you wont get another chance like this. Im listening. Sitting back down he looked me straight in the eyes. He took my hands in his and I could feel him trembling. I never meant for it to happen&hellip,. He was reluctant to open up. So you did fuck her that.