He slipped a bracelet from a pair of handcuffs over it. Taking advantage of her shock, he placed the other bracelet over her free hand, and snapped bo...th tight in front of her.He grabbed her lower jaw and pulled her face close to his. His grip distorted her face with the pressure. She looked less pretty, ugly even, with the smear that her tears made of her heavy make up."Listen, you bleeding whore." He brought his face close to hers. His breath smelled sweet, like the mint candies some of her. She straightened the garter straps smoothing them outfrom the leg-holes of her panties. She sat down and as alwaysluxuriated in the sensuous feeling of the stockings sliding up herfreshly shaved legs, clipping the welts to the silver clasps on thegarters. She stood up and straightened her seams.She forwent breastforms and filled the A-sized cups of her bra with herbudding breasts. She donned and buttoned the blouse stepped into theskirt, tucking in the blouse and zipping it closed. She. Let me."Sister licked the glossy film from her lover's chin, sucked it from her tongue. She raised the cruet to Kristen's lips, then to her own. They went back and forth, sipping from the glass spout, licking it, kissing and squirting the tart wine from one mouth to the other. In this way they drained the vessel."My, that is good," Sister said."My head is spinning." Darling, do something for me." What?" Purify me."Giddily, Kristen made the sign of the cross over her."Go, your sins are. She had been a U.S. District Court judge. She had served as Assistant to the Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. After his election, the new President had nominated her as the Secretary of Homeland Security, and her appointment sailed through the Senate. She was fifty-two years old. She had kept the country safe through all kinds of threats, both publicly disclosed and undisclosed, for over three years.Today, Ms. Peterson was enjoying the long weekend at her Northern Virginia home,.