Over coffee I spoke with her husband, explaining about her enjoying being used, and my dilemma. I could sentence her to be used and even flogged sense...ess if I wished, but she would enjoy all of that as she admitted. Now this Jon fellow was a wise chap, he suggested that as she liking to be used and abused but always in private, she be used in as public a place as we could legally manage....brilliant! I would take advice and that is what we should do if it`s legal. Back in my office I rang. Although he shouldn’t have been surprised, Sandy Dancing had nailed every point he had planned to announce. She had gone even further and announced that IFN forces expected to be invading San Troph in the near future. The only thing she had wrong was the time line.“That’s three months.”“So that means you already have ships headed to Walford with troops,” Sandy Dancing said lightly while making a note on her ever present pad of paper.“You know that I can’t comment on operational issues,” Jacques. He searched around in his leather jacket and produced a baggy full of yellow and blue pills. He carefully knocked one of each out, taking the blue himself. 'Stick your tongue out.' I did and he pressed the yellow one onto my tongue. We went inside. It was dark and the music was loud. Lights danced around the room and I could make out shapes on the dance floor. Slutty little girls dancing provocatively. Daddy led me to one of the booths that lined the room and had me sit across his lap. I felt. Her mother lived comfortably, Her husband had substantial Life insurance. She did work part time Just for some fun money. Glenn did not contribute to the household and he always mooched of both Mary and Gail. He also complained that they should give him more because he deserved it. After release from prison the a*****or frequented local bars until he met Glenn and befriended him. He sympathized with Glennabout how Mary and Gail were so unfair to him. He didn't tell Glenn what he was planning.