I know their voices from your orgy tapes. I can hear them and you laugh at me; ridicule me, insult me, belittle me. More good times and good memories ...or you, you whore? Did you laugh knowing you and your whore friends were having their husbands call children by names of your fuck buddies? But there was a mistake, one of you whores actually screwed up and actually had one of her husbands kids, with the two others her bulls gave her. Well one out of seven is still pretty good for you assholes.I. Can you ring me on my mobile please? ‘Bye.’ The final message was another forty minutes later, about ten minutes before I got back from the bank. It began with a huge, almost despairing sigh at once more hearing the answering machine, then: ‘Oh, Mr Walker, I don’t know what to do. It’s so important that I talk to you. Please, please, if you get this message, ring me back right away, please.’ The desperation in her voice gave me a strong suspicion of what must have happened. She was already in. And the locks were certainly too complicated to pick within the few minutes available. Each time as he walked through the cool night air, he knew he had no choice other than to return to the cute brunette with the key. He had left it longer than usual this time and was relieved when Katie released the cuffs. He massaged his wrists as Katie led him back to his cell, which as usual was the only cell not already in use. Laid out on the floor were twenty identical high security padlocks and over. ..let's just say...my pussy. I immediately grabbed it, instinctively and without thought, with my clit between my fingers. I guess hearing her sigh like that turned me on, and the sound of her peeing just made me think of her in other ways that confused me. I was gently squeezing my fingers together and tightening my grip. Oh my gosh, I have to stop! I thought. This is so...dirty!She sighed again, and my hand twitched. My middle finger went straight inside of me, and I moaned a little. .