The building was deserted, as she intended it would be. My cell door opened and she stepped through, looking as immaculate as ever in her field grey ...uniform, and she sat on the edge of my bed. “What do with do with you now that I’ve picked your brain clean of any useful information?” she asked.I didn’t know what to say.“Generally, we dispose of terrorists like you on a train to a concentration camp, but it would be a waste of a beautiful woman. I think can save your life, but you’d have to. Was probably just settling into the sofa, removing the tie, loosening the collar and then stooping down to untie his shoelaces. I will never know as to what my acquaintance-could-have-been-friend was doing while his beautiful, comely wife was fucking my cock with her hungry mouth like an animal eating its meat.After a minute or so of satisfying her sucking desire, by which time I had shoved my cock deep into her mouth and she had gobbled it with equal desire, more than once, she stood up and. ‘Hey Jenn, you disappeared on me.’ ‘Yeah, sweetie, I had to be here to take some phone calls this morning. I just wanted to make sure you were alright and let you know why I left. Do the new things fit all right?’ ‘I wouldn’t have any idea yet,’ I said. ‘Why is that,’ she asked. ‘Because I’m still naked. I just got out of the shower.’ ‘Of fuck, Sherri, you didn’t need to tell me that.’ ‘I didn’t do it to tease you, Jenn.’ ‘Wait a minute,’ she said. She put the phone down for a few seconds and. " Thanks, but this time before I start asking, why don't you give us the reasons why you wrote the book, and how it came about."This is going to be so hard, he thought, but I want, no I need to get it right. Apologies in private aren't as powerful as ones in public, and for the sake of his soul he had to be as public as possible. He owed her that much."Babs, I don't know if you're old enough to remember him, but there was a great commentator on radio years ago named Paul Harvey. He became.