Wait a minute. So I stood there. They kept the door. Somebody said. Come on in. I go in. This guy at a desk says. We're needing guards. You look just ...ight for one. (6'2 240 at the time). He says we'lll give me my money back. Pay you $50. All the free buffet and drinks but you can't get drunk on the job. A private separate room. To be a guard. The big thing is you can't have any sex. Nobody can touch your thing.I said. Uhmmm. Ok. He gives me the keys to my room the night. My $400. An extra $50.. Harry was making the official statement. The media was not nice to him. It had already turned into an ‘oh crap’ afternoon for him.I walked into the IRS building as Isaac was walked out, “I should have known better than to tangle with you. Foolishly I didn’t believe all the rumors. They were obviously not rumors. Good luck,” he said as the door closed.Greg, Donald and I walked to the security desk, “I need to go to the Commissioner’s office and meet his staff,” I said.“Yes ma-am, follow me, by. I kept my saddles in there for the horses. It was about a 6 x 8 room with a door and the floor was just hay spread out over the dirt underneath. I would polish the saddles on the bench inside. I stepped inside and closed the door. I unzipped and began to pee like the race horse. My back was to the door and I just peed in the hay near the far corner. For some reason I was a little horny that morning and had already got a hard on from noticing Vickie in her shorts and t-shirt. I just stroked it a. "Who says you belong any more, who said this is your home. You're too busy fucking that fat piece of shit, too busy fucking any cock you can get into that slut cunt of yours to worry about us here not knowing whether you're dead or alive." That'll be the fucking day," murmured Anne to herself as she waited to see what her father did. "I was only ever good for one thing."So far so good, she was playing her part well. Then suddenly he hit her so hard that it seemed to me that they must have heard.