When he had enough of this fun, he retrieved the rope and let Deb rest.But her rest was brief. Her cries and screams were so arousing that we both had...to fuck her, so we set her naked squirming body down on her back on a mattress next to the wall. We fastened her wrists and ankles to anchors on the wall, leaving her buttocks, anus, and vulva open for viewing, whipping, and fucking. These things we did, taking turns abusing her, each of us alternating the whip or flogger on her cunt before. "Really? Well there is one way I can prove this ... if you will allow me to remove my identity card from my pockets?" I said indicating the breast pocket into which I had inserted my warrant card from Colonel Marlow."No. Sergeant, if you would check this man's pockets. Take care not to get between him and us." Wallander said. I held myself still as the Sergeant approached."If you'll pardon me, sir." He said as he reached to check my pockets, he first removed the pistol from the holster –. He paid his bill and they went out and got in his Corvette. He started to lower the top, but she put her hand on his."Tommy, I think that I'm pregnant." She looked down, afraid that he would get angry."Oh Sam, that's wonderful," he said, genuinely showing his pleasure. "Now we can get married."Heartened by his response, she looked at him, but with a sad look. "My mother says that I'm too young to get married," she sobbed, "or to have a baby." You know if you keep the baby our parents would have. ”Claudia found the name kind of insulting but didn’t care. She had Kyle with her and was happy, so it didn’t matter to her what he called her. “Okay, but what trail name do you think you should use?”“Well people think I am a pretty cool cat. Maybe I should call myself Cat. You better be careful, maybe the Cat will eat the Mouse on this trip.”She found this comment kind of odd. Maybe there would be romance on this trip or maybe he was just trying to funny?“Claudia, how many miles per day do.