”“Why weren’t the people in it arrested and hung?”The accurate answer would have been, ‘For the same reasons we haven’t been arresting the...people we have under surveillance now.’ That wasn’t the kind of answer that promoted a long career. At his level in the Bureau, it was necessary to be a bit more careful in how one answered questions of that nature.“The previous head of the FBI wanted material to use for leverage in the event that there were any congressional investigations into how we run. The pain mixed with the pleasure and all she could think was ‘more’. She wondered, briefly, if she let this go on for much longer would she lose her mind completely. Oh but the thought of going over the edge with that hard piece of meat banging her had her juices running down her thighs even more than before. More than once already this stranger had slipped out of pussy from all the lubricant her body was providing. Each time she almost wept from the feeling of loss and then cried to the. “They would be like this baby,” Christy smiled, “The “Q” stands for queen; black-owned queen.”Her hands were shaking, “they would show my commitment to him.”“They? So you would be getting them both?”“If you agreed, yes I would get both.”“Do you want to get them?”“Yes, I do; but only if you agree baby.”“Tattoos are permanent baby,” I reminded her, “If you break up with him, you would still have them."“I don’t ever plan to break up with him baby,” Christy went on, “Life is perfect and we both. "Lose the coat, the sweater and the skirt. You can keep the panties and bra... for the time being. Then get me a drink." My doctor told me I didn't have to..." And I'm telling you you'd better!" he said, standing, towering over the frightened and cowering woman.She looked up pleadingly into his eyes, but Eric now knew her, or at least enough about her to know how to dominate her, control her. And controlling her meant her unresisting obedience of whatever he told her to do.Slowly she took off.