The official report is a lie.”“The crate Himmler gave you had air holes in it, didn’t it?” Helen confirmed her understanding. “For Blondi’...s last two puppies.”Schell nodded. He finished his drink.“My task, Contessa, was to preserve the bloodline of a creature whom Adolf Hitler treasured like no other in the world. To find suitable breeding stock for her offspring; that they might be fruitful and multiply. The dobermans served as guards for the facility, so, as long as I was breeding dogs, I bred. “Hey Carole, you really should do something about theview poor old Jack’s suffering there and is probablygoing to jump on you in a minute and screw you!” Carole’s response was, “He’s seen more before when wewent skinny dipping that time!” “That’s not the point – he got to screw Jess later –now he can’t. Tell you what, why don’t you let himhave a quickie? Jess wouldn’t mind really and I’llsit and watch so. Allowing her to slip to the ground like a pile of rags, he used her panties to wipe himself. Then returned his satisfied cock back in its place and zipped up his pants. Picking up her purse, he dug out one of her calling cards. Slipping it into his shirt pocket, he snapped the purse shut and tossed it near her panties.Hands on his hips, Dex looked down upon the crumpled woman and laughed his hearty laugh. Then he said, "The ladies room is through the kitchen and to your left. Better get back. “Now, I was thinking I could just order for you, if that’s okay? I mean, you got to choose what we’re doing this evening, so, my turn to do this?” Ellen nodded. He leered at her then turned to the waiter and asked for the veal, for both of them. Her face dropped, “Oh god, I don’t eat veal,” but she didn’t want to offend him, so simply smiled sweetly. The waiter looked at her for a moment, raised and eyebrow and Ellen shrugged, almost imperceptibly. He gave a small smile and walked off. Bob,.