Before I could figure out what my stupid actions had gotten me into I was tied to the bed with my legs spread and in the air.“I knew there was more ...o you my boy” she said smearing the toy with some kind of lubricant. “ We haven’t spoken about you dressing up, but you took the bait you’re a pervert”She got back between my legs and I felt the thong being pulled to one side and some gel being spread on my virgin asshole. The toy I learnt later was a butt plug, about 5’’ long and 3’’ at its widest. After an hour of being treated as nothing more than a beer and chip fetcher, Jenni had retreated to the living room, where the only thing to do was sulk. Val, damn him, hadn't even apologised. Hell, she wasn't sure he'd even noticed.Calling Val Kosvick a Russian gangster was, she knew, not really true, even if it was fun to say. He was Russian. He'd been born Valentin Kostavich Illianov in some town she couldn't pronounce and had moved to Moscow when he was eight, then emigrated to America at. The next week, Stone sent a message to the "Tips Hotline". It said:"The first three were mine, but number four was an impostor. The next one won't be.You never caught Zodiac and will never catch Kodiak"(Obviously he was trying to be an Alaskan version of the "Zodiac Killer".)The DPS computers had a hard time unscrambling the computer-disguised voice for a print. Once they did, it was just a matter of recording everyone the girls spoke with until they could find a match. That however required a. “WOW! Sarah! That looks HOT and so do you!” Another lad All complimented her, his eyes glued to her tits. “Correction Al. I Was Hot, but feel much Cooler now!” “Well Baby. I,m Hot Now. Why Didn,t you just come out in your Birthday Suit?” I teased opening my shirt collar as if I was burning up with heat. “Joe Honey. That Can be arranged...” she giggled drunkenly. Next I knew she plonked herself on the large sofa between George and I and fished his big cock out of his slacks and started tomfondle.