Just the thought of the abuse, the pain and terror that this poor unidentified woman had suffered before death made Michelle sick.Dehydration and star...vation had been the least of her problems. Circulation had been cut off from hands and feet long enough that the flesh had blackened and died. It had been theorized that she had been kept tied to something, probably a rough, wooden table from the scars and splinters found on the body's back.The fabric that had been found with the body, the square. Julie knelt up and watched as I came, smiling. When the orgasm finished I felt exhausted, I had never come like that in my life, it was so intense, and I told Julie so. “The first experience I had with a women was the same, I still haven’t had one like it since, a woman’s touch is just so different from a man’s, I still like to be fucked by a cock, by men, but now and then I like sex with a woman.” We lay on her bed for a while, I thought over what had just occurred, my feelings were very. ”“Stay safe, Spence,” she says.“Where to Roger?” he asks through the microphone.“There should be a stairway to your right, leading to the second floor,” the director says, looking at the blueprints for the building.“I see it,” Spencer says. A solider comes running down the stairs. Before he notice that Spencer is there, he is sent tumbling down them. Leaping over the body, he races to the second floor.Roger sits watching the broadcast on a separate monitor, worry etched on his face.“ .... I kept telling myself not to pick up his call because it couldn't turn out well. I never wanted to see him again. Despite my mental protest, my fingers pressed the answer button."Dave, it's Brad. I was wondering if you wanted to go out and get some dinner tonight. We can swap stories about how boring our afternoons were," said Brad. His tone was completely casual, as if this morning I hadn't been kneeling down before him with his man meat in my mouth."Sure, what did you have in mind?" I asked..