A. Noel will meet you at LAX for debriefing. I'll arrange to have the news report on the incident taped and forwarded to me." Understood," Bastille sa...id and ended the call.David's consciousness watched as Detective Lopez, his partner Arnold Quint, and two uniformed officers entered Robert Hummel's offices in Tucson. Lopez marched past the receptionist flashing his badge and telling her that he was on police business. They walked directly to Hummel's private office and entered without. "What can I do for you, Susan," he asked politely."Um, you said, this morning, that if, we, um, you know, got too, um, horny, we could... come see you?" She smiled nervously, worried she had made a mistake, had misunderstood his offer."Yes," he smiled broadly, "of course I can help you. What's the problem?"She frowned a moment. "Well, um, I think, I need, um, relief?"She was so nervous, it made him want to laugh, to reassure her she was perfectly correct, that he would be more than happy to. As he stood waiting for her to recover, he imagined what she must look like between her legs. He could smell burnt pussy meat.“Again,” she said, trembling anxiously, “Hold it longer, this time.” Béla took several deep breaths, trying to stop shaking.“Why don’t I just stick it in?” Jake asked. He was getting aroused torturing her like this. Béla looked at him, licking blood off her lower lip.“Just jab it into my breast?” she asked plaintively.He nodded.“Do it,” she commanded, then braced herself. "I think I can still hold a shotgun," I said."How much does the thing weigh?" Buddy asked."Details, details," I replied.Long as you know someone has to help me load it," Buddy replied."The man said to take a tool kit. It comes apart each of the three pieces weigh less than a hundred pounds," I explained."Okay, I'm in, but do you think you can ride that far in the truck?" Buddy asked."Only way to know is to do it," I suggested."It's at least a couple of hours in a bouncing truck. But if you are.