When I told Jean all this she just gave me a snarky look and said I'll give you her panties by this weekend. I said that they could be anyone's panti...es and Jean said I'll give you a quick photo of her naked. Once again I laughed and then we went on our way. Well this conversation happened on Tuesday and when I got to my office on Friday there was an envelope with my name on it and when I opened it there was a pair of "granny" panties on it with a note saying check your personal e-mail. I. It was still fairly tight, Mitch made sure of that with regular exercises and tightening gels, but the arselips were puffy and raw, and scratched by guys fingernails and whatever other shit they snuck in there while he performed on stage. Once a guy had even rammed a lighter up his hole, a big steel canister that had scraped the insides, and all Mitch did was pull him back and tell him to easy on. Carlos even had to finish the show with the lighter still jammed up his cunthole, since he was. Be right back sweetie.” While Scott went to get checked in, I went into my purse and fixed my make-up and brushed my long brown hair. I was looking forward to having sex with Scott. He was right, I have wanted to sleep with him for the longest time. I knew we were going to have a really wild time. “Okay, I got the room. I’ll pull over here and we can walk into the side entrance. I went to this one, because we live about twenty miles away. Nobody will know us here.” We got out and Scott held. He is probably the leader because he is the one who wrote the letter. His name is Edward Martin, but that will probably not mean much to you or your friends. Unfortunately, that is all that we can give you about the gang.][Okay, wait three more days and then call me through the Washington, DC, number. I can be reached at this number. That will be my answer from the "lab" about the letter. Until then, I won't say anything. If I am not here when the call comes in, leave word that I am to call.