”My answer was honest. “I don’t know how I can, but I do.” We continued the talk as we walked around the lakeside area, and I explained more t... him, ending with the punchline. “Charlie, we don't just usually come up here. I’ve seen how you look at her. And how you act around her. So does she. Believe me, buddy, you’re a turn on for her. “”Huh? Me?” He was pleasantly surprised, and I could see the wheels turning in his mind.I took it forward another step. "And admit it, you're turned on by. The pair work as deftly as professionals, binding and securing her wrists to the iron hook and chain that dangles from a beam. The minds of your slithering sisters settle about you, enfold your consciousness and blow away the lingering tatters of your humanity. Chloe and Pandora have each taken one of Esme's breast and are gently licking, sucking. Occasionally they playfully bite. Sense how the three of you take the girl beyond herself, stoke her. “Fifteen minutes is all he has left in the presidency.”“The line goes dead. It’s time to act. Strandon hangs up the phone and he prepares himself, taking a deep breath. The excitement is almost too much to contain. He runs out of his office, yelling. “Anderson! Stevens!” Both agents bolt up out of their desks. “Assemble a team. We have less then fifteen minutes before the president is assassinated.”“Director!” an analyst yells. “Sir, we have a problem.”“Go ahead,” Roger says walking out of his. ”“Good, let me tell you how it works when you keep disappointing the Higher ups after your induction is complete. First you get punished, after you keep getting punished you get reprogrammed again. Then if you keep getting reprogrammed you start to be more than your worth to the club, time and money wasted on you is tie and money we could be getting from you if you hit the final stage. You get the rare honour of being turned into a Fuckpig.” She smiled happily as she said the word. “Fuckpigs.