She continued, "I mean, why would they think you might be trying to escape? Especially by sea. It doesn't make sense. They should have thought we woul... be surprised. If not surprised, then they should have expected us to go to ground in the village, or maybe somewhere up in the hills. Why would they think we would escape by sea?" Maybe they just guessed?" Sosho interjected. "Or were covering everything." Maybe," Nesho said thoughtfully. "But Shasta is right; it doesn't make sense. That ship --. And I’m absolutely loving it.” After that afternoon, Alex became almost like my professional pimp on some level. He arranged lunchtime meetings for his yuppie friends and coworkers. I couldn’t believe the number of men that were eager for my ‘anal sessions’ as we called them. Business was suddenly booming. It wasn’t just the money I was making for the transactions. They shopped in my store too, and become fairly regular customers. Just walking in to buy a box of condoms or a porn DVD would give. The sensual experience of fingering his two pussies was rewarded with Wendy and then Karen trying to conceal their body suffering a strong climax.Today’s game was virtually a replay of yesterday’s. The Falcons beat Kingston 4-0, this time Sam Philips getting the shutout. The scoring was more spread out with Brad getting one goal and Jake a goal and an assist.The special guest from ‘Brad’s Bunch’ was again Jessica and her mom, Sandra. He gave her the puck he scored in today’s game. This time,. Poor old Rodrigo.Actually, he wasn't old, and he wasn't going to get any older.Other than the fact that I wanted to cut out his heart and set it on fire for what he did to my team, he was living the high life – at least until tonight.His life was worth exactly what they paid him to help kill over fifty of my staff.Oh, Rodrigo?What did you sell your soul to win?It's Judgment Day, Rodrigo, and I'm your executioner.Jack defeated the doors, and as we had arranged, all was quiet. Everyone was locked.