Evidently, Mr. Reese had a group of involuntary workers making barrels for his hooch. I guessed that he had several illegal immigrants that he had lur...ed down here with the promise of a job.I went out into the cellar and called the house, asking them to send Sonja and Martine, and to call the sheriff. We needed the coroner for the twelve skeletons.There was no sign of fire damage in the tunnel, so the fire had been limited to the house and basement. That meant these men either died from asphyxia. Nice, huh?"I just felt my eyes watering up from a combination of joy, pleasure, and a reduced gag reflex and the exuberance of it all.Later...The cab just let me out by the club about 1:30 am with a sore jaw, a sore ass, sore nees, and Bill's number to call him when I get back to Madison. Oh yeah, and a few extra bills in my purse. I don't really care how much it was because anything would be enought to validate me as a whore like i was tonight.Aw crap. The cab let me out right at the club. "I said, "I just wanted to be assured of that." Asshole." She giggled and gasped in surprise for a moment before catching her breath again, "I'm twenty-four."Since my presence didn't seem to bother her, I turned to enjoy the show. Her hips rocked in small circles as her hand worked rhythmically between her legs. Every few seconds I could get a glimpse of a small patch of neatly trimmed hair hidden by her occupied hand. Her free hand drifted from her stomach to her tits and nipples and up to her. This girl was injured. This girl was frail and totally vulnerable.This girl was also very sexy and luscious and young and beautiful. And, in her present state, this girl wasn't going to see or feel or even be aware of anything that was happening to her.My penis was urgently telling me that this girl could right now be used for the long denied, extreme, forbidden pleasure that I had never had the opportunity to experience.NO, I told myself, looking down at her young, curvaceous, unconscious.