Have you ever seen anything like that? I found it in my cornfield today." The old farmer pulls a small red object from the pocket of his overall and h...nds it over to the blonde woman. Jenny weighs the funny thing in her hand and shrugs. She cannot even tell whether it is made of metal or plastic. On the bottom side of the object, she discovers some strange symbols faintly resembling that script from Star Wars. "Don't worry, Mr. Ramirez", she says good-naturedly. "I guess this is just a. And the longer I lie here suffering from sensory deprivation instead of being pounded by a hard cock or at least groped by either or both of the virile males with whom I came here the more frustrated I'm becoming.I began to hear sounds in the background, sounds that the quiet music in my ears can't quite mask. I hear voices, though they're just a quiet murmur. I can't distinguish what they're saying. And then I heard a knock on the door. Several minutes later there was another knock on the. Ben Franklin, the greatest American president France ever produced!” Rick O’Shea paused to burp, then ran off to the bathroom to vomit. With the door open. “Liberty!!!” He yelled between and at times during retches.He sat back down in full sweat and began to talk about the moon landing hoax…how it all fit into 9/11 and the Welfare State, Bilderberg. The camera was turned off. He knew this, but continued…“Did you hear the fucker’s head pop?” Smiled Lansky. “Pop.”“Terrible.” Said Dr. Jager in a. You seem to like it when I grab the same things." But Les! It's MOM!" I see. Well, there's something I need you to do for me."I was so glad to get off the subject that I didn't notice how quickly she changed it. I should have figured out something was up. Les doesn't give up on a subject that makes me squirm without being forced to.Relieved, I asked her what she wanted.'This is hard for me, Big Brother. But you said you wanted to know when I hurt." What do you need, Les?" My butthole is a.