.. Time trickled day after day. As much effort he invested in searching and as many contacts he utilized, Sailair could not find his recent subordinat... before news landed in his ears that he died in a mining accident.Of course, his death was part of the conspiracy. Everyone was aware of it, but there was nothing to be done when neither Sailair nor the survivors had clue, much less proof, of the perpetrator’s identity, whilst the final date of the three months extension was approaching, the Ever. So now Bruce had a court. On one arm stood the statuesqueblack-haired beauty with nothing on but a halter and panties. Onthe other stood the shy blonde maiden wearing a black velvet gownthat fell off one shoulder. The party was now underway. Most of the girls had regainedtheir composure and their clothes but a few who had gone too far intheir lewd couplings retired in pairs to dark corners of the hallto consummate their adventures. As the music started up and the dancing began Bruce. " Me?" Have you ever been violent because of retribution?" asked L."Yes." Tell me about it." Yes please. I want to hear too," said Marta surprised."Okay. One time..." There's been more?" asked an even more surprised Marta."I admit I'm passionate about things, about Marta for instance. About studying and practicing law. About protecting a loved one. It happened at a party invaded by jocks. I was a sophomore in college. I had a girlfriend, beautiful, blonde, petite. She liked flirting. When she. He had caught a mouse. This gave Roberto an idea. He took the mouse and put it into the girl's cunt, then sewed it shut with Gay's sewing kit. The girl started shrieking and crying. Gay and Roberto laughed and Roberto took a shit on her. This shut the bitch up. After a few hours (Gay and Roberto made sweet, sweet love to pass the time) the mouse in the girl's cutn had gotten hungry. "Hmm" said the mouse, whose name was Lemmiwinks. "I'm quite ravenous, yet there's no food in sight. In fact, all.