" It was Linda. He glanced at the bedside clock. It was showing 11:30 PM."Oh, hi Linda. Good. It's good to know you guys are safe." What happened when... we were leaving? I saw the black car, then Lt. Slavens took off after it. We just kept on, but it's been driving me crazy ever since."Yawning, Al filled her in on the car chase and the end of the black Honda. "Linda, do you have access to a computer?" Sure. Why?" There are some things I need to talk to you about, and I don't want to do it over. S. Army as the main camp. There were instances of swift justice being meted out to the SS guards by the recently released inmates but no investigation was ever instituted because of the emotional tidal wave of revulsion at the horrors of the death camps now revealed for the first time by actual inmate survivors. Many of the SS guards questioned after the war about their activities in the concentration camp gave as their excuse, “I was only following orders”. When the order came down to most of. Okay, I am a sadist, but not quite that much.” I hit her again avoiding the marks I have already made. That's a bad thing to do if you want to still be friends afterwards. I caress the scars, her breasts, her pouting moist pussy. I lay a few more welts on her each time waiting till she anticipates it, then making her wait a random amount of time before I hit her again. It's all about control, she thinks I am really hurting her but it's all about surprise. A good massage and some moisturiser and. "Oops," she giggled. "Well, let's see how horrible this looks."She opened the bathroom door so the full-length mirror on the inside reflected in the one on the bedroom door. It created a panoramic view, allowing her to see the front and back of her outfit at the same time."Jesus," she muttered. "I'm a hot MILF tonight."She turned to the side to make sure that she didn't have a gut. The material was unforgiving and any bulge would be amplified. The only places Camille stuck out were the places.