" she said, feeling torn in what was right and wrong. I started to hope she might again be my unknowing ally, but then she said, "You're right. Killin... him would be best." Yes, killing him is best," Joseph said smiling wickedly at me.My mother paused in her blow job, but then after Joseph had a moment of concentration on his face, she went happily back to her sucking."Family," I thought to myself. "That had to be the key to this." Joseph, where are your mom and dad?" I asked."They will be here.. “Ok, now your turn,” she said. Pulling the dildo out with a shudder of her eyelids, she set it on the bed and positioned herself between my legs. Her tongue went to my balls and I let out a moan. Then she stopped. I looked down and she was grinning wolfishly this time. “Why don’t you put on a pair of hose? I know you like them on me so much,” she said. I hesitated, not knowing if this was some sort of trap.“Have you ever tried them on before?” she asked, squinting her eyes mischievously. I. ”“This is so unfuckingbelievable,” I thought to myself. “I must be going looney tunes. Unless it is an alien device? Or something the CIA put together? But, why give it to me?”The voice responded. “In the store, you were able to feel my presence.”“The old woman put it in my hands.”“She is merely a subject to be guided. Although she knew nothing of my presence, she knew the ring needed to be put into a male’s hands.”“Why a male?” I asked.“I have no wish to work with a mere woman. Men are the. I still haven't figured out how he got on to the society and who to look for and where they were. Someone very high up had to have talked, but I just can't believe they would give away names of the torch bearers. Even under torture I would never speak about such a thing." Quanta, any man can be broke by torture if the man doing it knows what he is doing. The person being tortured is the one who controls what information is given out. The torturer has to believe what is told to him or kill the.