. I don't understand." I stammered."I know Laura. I'm sure this has come as quite a shock to you, so let me give you a little example; before you leav...e my office this evening, you are going to strip naked for me and perform certain sexual favors that I will describe for you once you have shed all you clothes." He said so nonchalantly you'd have thought he was taking about a computer upgrade or some other work topic.I sat there dumbfounded before him."No fucking way!" Was my first impulse;. Not now. Not when she’s so close to winning. She lunges forward without preamble, the fat sticky head parting my tight muscular ring, pushing in to the root until her groin molds to my ass. For the last time, I shatter into a million scarred puzzle pieces. A million scarred memories. They take their turn in the spin cycle of chaos before racing back in picture perfect clarity. Every single damaged identity is fused together, one-by-one-by-one. Dark lusts I’ve long denied fall from my lips,. The bra tightened up a little, the breasts popped out more. The lady put her face on her shoulder and asked with a sly grin, “Sir is it ok or should I pull it up more.” Puja too had a grin on her face. If it was a game she was trying to play, he couldn’t lose. So he acted nonchalent, and replied “pull it up a notch more, madam. Let me see the fit.” The lady who was about 35 and buxom and beautiful, gave an approving smile and buckled it up a notch tighter. Puja’s young fair breasts seemed half. His platinum blonde hair was disheveled and his usually handsomely chiseled features looked like those of an ice-preserved Neanderthal Man he had once seen in his homeland's National Museum. A rueful smile tugged at his lips and he shook his head, glancing up at the floor number flashing past fifty-five.Josef stretched and he heard his back crack and his shoulders pop from being crammed into an uncomfortable chair for forty-seven hours of interrogation by a group intent on keeping psychic.