A couple of hours later, George came back, greeted by the widest smile on Mia’s faceHow was your tour?Excellent, I loved and enjoyed itDid you get a...message?No, not really, I just did not feel like itCome on, no one ever comes to Bangkok and does not get a massage, it relaxes your body and makes you feel real good, Bangkok has very special massage parlorsTrue, I tell you what? I would get a massage under one condition; if and only if you give it to me would you?Mia looked embarrassed and. .... I loop the piano wire garrote up and over from behind, around her slender neck ... yank it tight and her dreams explode inside her cute little head. God.... how the sweet little bitch struggles... her eyes are round as little blue buttons.... her mouth wide.... trying to scream....but only a raspy little gurgling sound comes out of her. Her thin, delicate fingers claw at the sudden pain biting into her throat... her nails leaving livid red marks on her ivory skin as she desperately tries. After they were gagged to cease their whimpering and ensure no begging for mercy was heard, The crude anti-masturbation devices were removed, and Beatrice grinned contentedly as the release of their masculine apparel brought home to them, the fact that their deaths on the rope were imminent, engendering various states of masochistic erections, Thomas’s boning rigid in the sweet submission to his fate. A serenely smiling maid approached her with a box, and Beatrice took three broad and shining. "Sure, but I'm not eager to go mad spending it," replied Anne."You have a job, with decent money now," said Helen. "And as for cars,sell the ones you have and buy just the one." But will we have enough?" asked Anne."Be patient. Sally will be here tomorrow and she may have some ideas,"said Helen."Yes, you're right," said Anne. "I need some sleep. I'm off to bed.Goodnight." Goodnight," said Helen.* * *Sunday was going to be a busy day, with the assembly of the bunk bed andwedding planning.It.