Possibility did to me. And eventhen, I was conflicted about it for the first few months." You were sending mixed signals for a while there," Marc reme...mbered. "Iwasn't sure I wasn't imagining things until you..." He blushed, and sodid Carlos, who finally broke the tension by laughing a little."Yeah, I can't blame you for pushing me into a relationship I wasn'tready for. That was all me. And I can't blame you for feeling hurt whenI left. I really should have told you face to face... can you. Every inch? Head totoe? Armpits, particulars? Did you scrub each other's backs?"They both nodded."You washed your ears? People forget the ears." We washed everything," Cheri said. "As instructed."He nodded. "First the bad news. The men - it's mostly men - in thatprison may never come to justice. I'm on a watchlist now, in case Idisobey orders and murder people who very much deserve it. The people inmy organization who forged paperwork and misrepresented evidence? Gone.Best we can do for. She had me stop by every weekday. Her hubby was only home on weekends. She let me cum on her huge titties and lick up every drop. She set an alarm clock and every hour I got to jack off on her. She began my training using 12 in hotdogs. After a few rough times she brought out sausages. She was both fun and demanding. To see her tits I'd do anything. She arranged a trip to a city about an hour away. Told me that if I pleased her I could suck her pussy. She drove her Cadillac and had me playing. Her body melted and all strength and power dissipated instantly as all she could see, think, breathe even, was white hot pain. She screamed aloud or bit into the skin of her lips so endearingly, each taste delivering a bittersweet concoction of her own salty tears and the mingled dried creamy cum of her instructors. She was removed from the world, removed from the room, but most importantly, removed from herself. It took several moments before she realized what was now going on, for the pain.