"I saw you standing outside Charlie's door," he said.I couldn't find words. I didn't know what to say.Frank confined, "There's no need to worry, Lori ...has been fucking Charlie since his 16th birthday."My pussy was still dripping wet. Frank must think I'm freaked out by what I saw, but actually I'm turned on.Frank was sitting on the edge of his bed. He had a sad look on his face. He continued to speak, "Lori fucks Charlie because I'm always away at work and Charlie can't get enough of his mom's. Damn it! Didn't these morons know I had more important things to do than stand in my shop with them for an hour, making small talk, just so they could hand me a couple of bucks for some trash?Someone started knocking on the back door of my shop, hammering incessantly on it. I struggled to my feet and looked through the peephole. Bertoli again. I unlocked the door, opened it, and shuffled back to my desk.“Carl, you look like hell.”“Thanks. It's how I feel.”“You're pale.”“You would be too,. You will find your ticket and documents here in the briefcase along with £750 for your out-of-pocket expenses. When you return, inform me in the usual manner and I shall arrange things at this end. It only remains for me to wish you a pleasant and successful voyage.’ During the long voyage, David had time to reflect on his life now. Over the past five months never a day had past without some incident or problem requiring his physical attention or mental consideration. The day-to-day. So get any thoughts of leaving out ofyour mind or would you prefer another all day basement wrapping to giveyou time to think, perhaps even a series of 17 slaps to jar your mindloose. I can tie you to the beam and wrap you tight for a whole day ifyou like ," No Miss Britt, i don't need time in the basement. You know i won't defyyou. If you have made up your mind i know i can't change it. But iwould like to ask you a few questions if i can" I'll give that some thought for now......maybe.