It was my mom and dad. Naked. They brought the same girl with them with whom I was flirting. And just winked at me.Later I came to know from that all ...the girls were prostitutes and the men were pimps who were there at the party. Sharad was a regular customer so he had called them for one last time. All this made me very horny. I fucked the girl and then slept.In the morning when I woke up. It was around 10. I wore my shorts and went down. I saw Sharad was sitting on the sofa. Naked and reading. She’d heard a few truckers blow their horns as she passed, but being a “ditzy blonde” as Brian called her, she was oblivious as to why. Her cellphone rang and Sara touched her bluetooth earpiece to answer. It was Brian. He’d just noticed her pink lace thongs lying beside his bed and had to call. He missed her already. In the short two months they’d been together, Brian had learned he could bring Sara to orgasm just by talking. Sara explained that she was nearing Wilmington and traffic was. Jennifer found herself beyond screaming, and just gurgled behind the gagas the pain multiplied again and her left hand was left with the same damageas her right. More securely than any straps could hold her, she was pinnedto the specially designed table, in agony and impotence caught naked beneaththe stares of the men who had done this to her. "By now, you will be thinking, 'They are crucifying me!' But it is not so,yet. No, this is just the preliminary stage, for the beauty of what I. The doctor still couldn't believe that little shit Tahir; after all he had done for him. To turn on him like that, breaking his arms and legs, the leader walked in moments later."I am sending someone there to take care of him. He may be powerful but I doubt he can stop a bullet, and then we can proceed with the plan to take this piss ant country." Laughing, he thought of the many he would enjoy torturing to death as slow and painfully as he could.Deny him citizenship? Ship him out of country.