Exasperated I waited for him to finish eating, and he was in no hurry. At long last he pulled about a dozen papers from his pocket and told me to look at them. I unfolded them, and asked what I was looking at. What he said, I knew could not be true, but I had no way to prove it. He told me that the paper work showed that you had been skimming off the trucks for the past two months. To the tune of about $5,000. I was shocked, told him he was wrong. He just shrug and said he could take this to the police and see if they think it was wrong. I asked what he wanted? He said I own you and your wife. Don’t even think you can cross me. If I refused him any thing he was going reveal everything to everybody. I had no way to tell you before we meet yesterday, and I knew you wanted nothing to do with me on the way home. He took the folded up papers out of his pocket and handed them to me. I had not done any of this of course, but the paper work was good. Someone had been stealing and on paper it looked like it was me. I began to cry. I was trapped between jail or a sex slave. What's more I had been angry with Mark when he was only doing what he had to do to protect me. I tried to tell Mark how sorry I was thru my sobs. He let me lean against him. He stood there and cradled my head till the timer went off. He then turned off the machine that was torturing my nipples. I removed the tortures teats, and washed them off, placing them back in the holder. I cough up with Mike in the bedroom. I did not take that stuff I said. I know he said matter-a-factly. I never had a doubt. But the paperwork was good I did not want to risk anything until we talked, and I am not sure what we can do. I think someone up in you offices has it indian in for you, how else could they get paperwork like that? I though about that for a minute and realized Mark was right. The drivers alone could never have gotten those papers. They had to be working with one of my supervisors. “Oh, my boy. "Even when I am finished with them, there is still Triot. Like it was alive. “I’ll be your girlfriend, Adam.” “It’s time you know why your brother never married.” Feeling slightly manipulated and used, she felt her pussy aching for attention. Beth Martin is begging to be my slave, and I didn't force her other than stoke her arousal and deny her any sexual satisfaction.' Willow smiled then opened her eyes. Picking her up from the ottoman, CGB carried her small body in his arms. “Thank you. do like I say and slip off those shorts too . . . With orders to kill and not capture, Murph didn’t expect to see him alive again. At least this time Angus would be with her, and he was sufficiently intimidating that she wasn’t worried about indian getting into trouble should the unfortunate occur again.