“I also have someone who wants to thank you personally.” Alexandria looked down at the piece of paper where she had written down an address.“I w...ant you to go to this address and park at the back of the house,” Alexandria told Diane the address which she wrote down.“When you’re there, I want you to remove all of your clothes before you go up and knock on the back door.” Alexandria looked enticingly over at the naked black man who just slid his big cock into Bridgette’s wet pussy, and was met by. He never saw the slim, pointed dagger thrown by one of the circling Reds. It embedded itself in his upper chest, where the bottom of his mail coif had ridden up above the opening of his mail shirt. The wound was far up so possibly not fatal – but the man wouldn’t be able to fight anymore. He crashed to the ground, his hand grabbing at the knife protruding from his chest.The Red had paused a moment to throw the blade, however. It was more than enough time for Bremer to act. The man looked down. We'll have my people run off some more stills from that video and maybe a copy of the tape itself all set up and ready to play in your home player. You can simply tell her to pack her bags and vacate the premises. If she refuses, we'll just tell her that we'll turn that tape over to the social services and that they will make sure that she never sees her two girls again." Can they do that?" I asked."You're not kidding they can! Those buggers can do just about anything that takes their fancy, if. Afterward, I stack the dishes and leave them for morning. In the evening we watch TV or play computer games just like we always did. It is not until we are in bed that we get down to brass tacks." She skipped the part about the spankings and their Friday door-to-door salesman game. The girl gushed over thanking M.J. ever-so-much for the information.That evening M.J. told Donald about her visitor. "Why don't we give them a practical demonstration. Invite them over for supper." You want me to.