'Now show me your cunt.' He commanded.There was already enough evidence to get her expelled, so she reluctantly unhooked her skirt allowing it to fall... to the floor and wriggled out of her panties stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.The man whistled in appreciation. 'What a stunning bald pussy. A nice high-slung slit and fat lips, just as I like them. You a virgin girl?Susan could only nod.'Over eighteen?'She nodded again.'You gonna fuck her Tom?' Said Sharon as he took more. The night was still young.The most intriguing part of the EFC information highway was the fraud line. Computer gurus don’t analyze threats on the fraud hotline. It’s a place where consumers report problems with their accounts. I guessed that only one out of ten people who suspect a problem with their accounts actually report it. That would be comparable to the number of consumers who actually send in rebate coupons when they buy something at a store.Half the time, credit card statements aren’t. I was brain dead, flat lined, and unable to summon more than a monkey's vocabulary. My Uncle deep southern voice broke the air with a booming "Stop now!" He lifted his open palmed hands as if he was trying to talk a jumper from a ledge. Slowly he began "Just what do you think you are doing boy?"Dumbfounded I looked back at him. I was clearly wearing girl clothes and playing doctor with myself, but could only muster the k** answer of "I dunno." The feeble response was followed by an exaggerated. I smiled only I could hear the screams of the killer, his begging for death, laughing I looked at him, "Enjoy," I said, "I know I will, you are condemned to suffer FOREVER! Every thirty minutes you will die painfully slowly. Then it will start again, and NO ONE can nor will ever save your condemned soul. Don't worry you'll have plenty of company soon." Laughing I walked away the man begging me to kill him as I heard his soul start to shred slowly.The other 5 didn't even seem to notice the.