"Harold pulled a thick envelope out of his inner coat pocket. "Here; we estimated what a job like this would cost and I think you will find that you h...ve enough to pay all eight of your watchers," he got an inner charge out of seeing Carson Newman's eyes confirm that Harold's information about the number of men in Carson's on-site team was correct, "and even provide a sort of a bonus."Carson was a bit stunned, but Harold continued to sweeten the deal. "And my superiors will be in contact with. It'll be funny towatch you writhe in pain and discomfort. Then, it's time for the pigsticking to begin! I don't give a shit if you have cum yet or not. Ifyou haven't oh well, if you have, you're still gettin dicked! What I'mgonna do, is squat behind you, lean over and put one hand on the back ofyour head to steady me. This is gonna give me some pretty good leveragefor this fuck. I'll be putting my full weight on that arm, so your headwill be mashed into the mattress. With my other hand, I'm. You!" she said.Mrs. Granger was the wife of the man who passed for the valley's leading naturalist and conservationist. Ken Granger was a taxidermist who had single-handedly built one of the most beautiful river bottom homes in the valley, save for a few wealthy families who bought a different opulence for themselves. Ken's property had been a neglected corner of an alfalfa field tucked up against a barren hillside, enclosing it on two sides and making it almost invisible from the rural road. "Stay awake." Okay." Good. You've been through something kind of wild and it's going to takea good while to recover. There's nothing to be afraid of. Everything'sfine. It's just going to take some time. Understand so far?" Hurt? Accident?" Ben felt his body starting to wake up."No, nothing like that," Blake said. "Just something you ate." Hesmiled. "But it will take a while to recover fully, that's all. Youremember I gave you a new name? You remember what it was?"Ben thought for a minute but.