Inside the elevator, they worked me over with their brass knuckles and leather-covered saps using expert maximum leverage in dishing out pain with min...mal visible damage. Those L.A. cops were highly skilled in that area not at all like the Vegas fuzz with their heavy-handed interrogation techniques. Their Captain would have been proud to watch them at work in close quarters holding me up and not allowing me to fall to the elevator floor and possibly breaking a leg or an arm in the process.The. ‘Let me hear you,’ you say. So instead of the throaty grunts you were getting, I give you hearty screams and yelps. It sends me over the top. I cum so very, very hard. It seems, to me, that I cum for hours, but I know it most only be minutes, at most. When I can finally open my eyes again it takes me a minute to focus them. By the time I can see straight, you are lying next to me. I’m sprawled out in a most unnatural position, and glowing with perspiration. You lay next to me with a devilish. Other times it was completely overwhelming, utterly depressing.She began exercising. She started doing it regularly and going at itharder and harder. She became infatuated with her new male body, withits strength. She told me later about her first erection and how it hadfelt when she held it and jerked herself off that first time in theshower. I wasn't doing nearly so well and I began sensing impatience on herpart. I depended on her for so much. She'd help me through her. You won't be needing those clothesagain, so please give them to Mrs. Tidwell when you've disrobed. Youmust trust us, Clare."Looking far from mollified, Clare nevertheless decided that now wasnot the time to turn difficult, so with a hurt backward glance heturned to follow the housekeeper's bobbing gray bun up the stairs tothe second floor."Oh, and Mrs. Tidwell," Helen called, "Make sure he washes behindhis ears!" ---An hour later, after Helen had ascended to take.