There'd beno pay if you were dismissed………if you want the job mylove…..one-hundred……….it has to be on your barebody of course with a six-...tranded barbed-wire whip……." Elspethspoke this quietly and gently to the horrified and now terrified nineteen-year-old,whose tears flooded as she sobbed uncontrollably inconsolably. "I did my best…….." was just audibly coherent among the sadsobs and cries and moans of the devastated Amanda "I did my best………..". "I'm prepared to whip you myself" Elspeth. .." Oooh, that sounds wonderful," she purred, "but I have to work late this afternoon. I have a new job down at Big Don's Do-Do ... Oh, I wish you could come in and see my act, Dr. Dexter. I'm sure you'd learn a lot about me if you could watch me real close ..." Why, Valerie, I'd love to!" The Doctor straightened immediately, the furrows on his forehead fading as a tight smile dimpled his cheeks."This afternoon? Could you make it this afternoon?" Valerie's voice became a higher soprano with. .they must have all decided to crash in the large bedroom at the far end of the media room. I stepped down to the middle stair and peered around the corner. My wife was on her knees in the middle of the room, sucking him off with both hands on his ass. He was holding her hair in a ponytail with one hand, and snapping pictures with his iPhone in the other hand. It also looked like he was taking more video as he would pull out slowly, then use her blond ponytail to push his cock back down her. Should have listened to her. Wonder if she’ll carve I told you so on my tombstone? Is it getting dark? No. The sun’s jumped again, but it’s right over there. It’s getting darker. I guess this is it. Shouldn’t I be scared? I’m not. A little pissed at myself, but not scared. Did I skip a step, or am I on schedule? Am I floating? I am. Angels sure have loud wings. Freaking whump, whump, whump. God, that wind feels good. Still hurts, though. What’s the point of being dead if it still fucking hurts?.