When they heard it was Gordon Collins they were not happy – he was the best in the area. He also happened to be a personal friend of Victor, who kne...w he would drop everything to come to him.Victor was taken to a cell, where he relaxed himself and thought through the events that had happened. Then Gordon arrived. Victor told him of the events that had befallen him.“I have to ask, Victor.” Gordon said, almost apologetically. “Did you download the stuff?”Victor just looked at him.“OK, I didn’t. He liked toy trains and amateur radio when other guys were into cars and pop music starlets. The next day she took off from her regular office work and went to the hotel suite rented by Mr. Jensen. His son Ulvar was waiting at the table in the dining nook playing with a cool looking tiny train set. He had an old power control that looked like it was from the 1940s or 50s. The N scale set would fit on a card table and had a couple of mid century buildings and some figures around the simple. “Yes, papi,” I answered.“Do you want some more punishment, puta?” he snarled.“Yes, papi,” I repeated.Mario now pushed his three hairy middle fingers of his left hand into my mouth, and with his right hand tightly gripped hold of my hair. With my head firmly secured he commenced spearing his digits into my mouth, roughly. As I began spluttering Mario lowered his mouth to my ear and started biting it very hard. His knob had again begun to stiffen again and I could feel him manoeuvring his hips to. I could see nothing, but the clear disarray and chaos caused by myentry told me that something had been going on."I've just been going through Jacob's prep with him."I could see, by the small tent in Jacobs' trousers and Ben's half openedzip that my arrival had been too late, but I tried to appear nonchalanteven though I could feel myself stirring."Perhaps you had better finish." I felt my voice grow hoarse as I continued" I'm sure Jacobs won't mind, and judging by your state of dishabille.