He and Mark picked up John -- none too carefully -- and put him on some sort of wheeled cart. Mark jumped out of the van and closed the door. He had a... tarp in his hands. He opened it and draped it over the cart, covering John.John tried to move. He couldn't. He could barely speak, and the tarp muffled any sounds he made. The cart could move, though. John felt himself being wheeled down a long hall. They rode an elevator up three floors, then down another long winding hall to some sort of. " Thank you."Emma wondered how long she was going to have to wait. She did not want to go back downstairs where Jerry might answer the phone before her or hear the conversation.She went over to her small writing desk and deliberately wrote all the things she needed to do even though they were quite clear in her mind. It was just a subterfuge in case anyone came in. She sat there for what seemed an age but was less than ten minutes. The telephone rang and she answered it immediately."Good. Naina’s nice tight pussy was looking so good. She had shaved her pussy.I got down and slowly started to lick my friend’s sister’s pussy. She was loving every moment of my tongue inside her pussy. After some time, she got up and asked me if I had a condom.I said, “Naina, I don’t have a condom.”She smiled and said, “Ok, don’t worry. Do it without a condom and I will take pills tomorrow.”I was happy knowing that I will enter my friend’s sister’s vagina raw and without a condom. I got her in. I could hear a smack and then sobbing. Movement on the corner ahead of the van. I brought my gun up and focused my sights on the man running down the street towards us. I could see a handgun in his left hand, the sound of a motor behind him. Headlights bounced off the asphalt and lit his back up, making him into a silhouette in my vision. I leaned back in the doorway and closed the door enough to appear shut from the street while driving by. He spun around and began firing into the oncoming.