"How many slaves are there?" "About 150, Sir, a thirdmale". "So many. You must have a lot of guards to control them, especiallythe men". "No, Sir. The...e's no need for control, all slaves perform willingly.We have guards for security and for monitoring the clients". "Willingly, but...".He caught himself. "I see, and how many clients?" "We have fifty suites, Sir,but rarely more than about thirty clients staying at one time". "So only onesixth of the slaves are working. What do they do when not. ” We chatted for a bit longer, she came across as a very friendly young girl. Then the other sterner voice from the hatch came back and said, “Elizabeth you down there again?” Again Elizabeth walked to the hatch and looked up and said, “Yes, I’m coming.” I walked to the hatch and gave Elizabeth the empty cup and saucer, the lady saw me there and said, “We’re finished up here and they need to lock the hall, how long are you going to be?” I said, “I’m nearly done, just a couple more minutes. I was swallowing as fast as I could. I know from experience that the swallowing massages a cock, making it all the better for a guy. I wanted this to be the most outstanding blow-job that Kirk had ever gotten. By the time his spasms of cum stopped, my pussy was so on fire and I needed to be fucked so damn bad!It's always such a good feeling when a cock shrinks in my mouth. It makes me feel like I’ve done my job well. I pulled my mouth off him and made sure to lick the drops of cum off the tip,. " There was silence while I waited.Two minutes, "Who killed him?" The law killed him." You're wearing a badge. Was it you?" It was me. He didn't give me a chance. He was shooting at me. Anyway the body is in town. Will you be in to claim it? You can ask the sheriff for the details." No, I won't claim him. Put him in the town graveyard. You killed him, you bury him." Don't you want to make sure he is your brother? You should at least identify him. In fact, I insist on it." What are you going to.