You thirsty bitch? he pull,s me into the kitchen,there,s a water bowl,and food bowl on the floor.He push,s my face into the water bowl,drink u fuckin ...little slut.Now eat ur food bitch.He grab.s a hand full.walking me around the kitchen,He throw,s some on the floor ,,that,s a good dog eat it up bitch.Bark for me,woof woof woof.louder u bitch WOOF WOOF WOOF.I,m eating dog food as he walk,s me around the kitchen.Get up on the table whore.turn around.on all four,s slut.He pull,s my pantie,s down,oh. And authenticate it.There are only forty-nine Gutenberg Bibles and just sixteen are complete. I was so excited, I agreed before I knew the name of the collector.Michael Baptiste. Son of a bitch.I couldn’t back out. I mean, I could, but I wasn’t going to give someone else the Gutenberg. And if anyone had one, Michael Baptiste did.So, I flew to L.A. and took a cab from LAX to Brentwood. It was a lesson in multi-million-dollar real estate. The cab let me out on a circular drive in front of a. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven..." Kris intoned, looking at his wrist. The effect was somewhat diminished by the fact that he wasn't wearing his watch at the moment. He got to three before she wailed and ran back out the door.He felt only sadness as he closed it after her.What brought Kris out of his doldrums, or at least lifted his spirit somewhat, was a phone call from a man who announced he was Mr. Templeton, from Miffen and Combs. Kris recognized the voice of the man Lola had taken him. Naturally, he was well aware of his and Barney’s laissez-faire approach to sex and as much as he would love to fuck her, it also impishly crossed his mind that with Barney away till Saturday, nailing her would certainly get up Barney’s nose. Politely he decided to allow her to finish her meal before he made his move.Once she was done, Norbert sidled over and formally introduced himself. He was very relieved when she invited him to take a seat.Norbert was even rougher around the edges than.