The sun began to slowly fade into the west when i heard his car in the garage. Door shuts, another opened. That door shuts and then with delight i hea... his key in the lock.The door swung open and before me stood the most hamdsome, strong and tall black man i could ever want. I greeted him with a smile amd he smiled back. "Its such a pleasure seeing you this way," he said. He circled around me his hands firmly grabbing my ass, and with a swat he spanked my bare ass. Stepping closer i felt the. The constant drip’s also not a faucet, but crimson drops of blood into a bucket on the stone floor beneath her spread thighs, her body contortedly affixed on some sort of wooden apparatus mounted on a pair of large spoke wheels. Strands of barbwire glisten, their pointed barbs digging into her bare flesh securing her to the crude ‘X’ frame. Wrists, elbows, thighs, calves all tightly bound with the long woven strands of wire crisscrossing the wooden posts, another single stand’s wrapped across. People's appearances change considerably over that much time, especially comparatively young people, and visual memories fade.A little later I found how true all this was when they took me out of the line-up, sent me back to an interrogation room instead of my cell, and Richard came in with Jerry Weisfelder and another former co-worker at DOD. I gave no sign of recognition."Jack?" said Jerry, a little hesitantly.I wondered did he still suffer from migraines. No way to ask, though. I smiled in. Behind Sam, and out of her sight,a man pulled a gun and pointed it to her head. He looked at me with aknowing nod."Here is your brave man, crying like a baby because we won't let him go.As I said he will do anything to escape, won't you pussycat," sneeredAngelo while he faced me and grabbed my bum, pulling me towards him."Kick him in the nuts Peter. Show him you can't be broken."Angelo quickly whispered in my ear, "Do what I ask now or she diesimmediately." He turned to Sam. "Oh you.
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